WHY SHIRIN? (2012-2016)
I named her Shirin. Our daughter. A name from Iran - my
father’s home country. A country where I have never been.
Motherhood created a new layer to everything around me.
Slowly – like the way a tree grows a new branch – something
became more and more visible to me. I was longing to know
my own family roots. What was me and where I belonged.
The past became important for grasping what is now
and what is to come.
One day, in a box, I found a picture of my father’s mother
from when she was young. It startled me and something changed.
I found something in her eyes that I had been looking for.
This project is an ongoing, personal project.
It is published in Norwegian Journal of Photography #3.
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