But travels were only one part of the answer.
Because of the pandemic, I was repatriated to Morocco, from which I was feeling less and less associated to.
When escape becomes truth.
Our relationship with time and space changed.
The future is uncertain, the present uncomfortable. The past is the only option.
As a photographer, my personal coping mechanism is to find escape in my memories.
But with time, it gets depressing.
Until my intuitions added intention to the process.
I started using my photographs as anchors documenting intense forging moments of my life.
It helped me figure out how each one of my travels, experiences, and conversations with random strangers shaped the person that I am today.
And here I was, launched in a self discovery journey.
