A series of photographs about the crisis of self-identification.

I went through this crisis a year ago when, at 45, I was forced to emigrate, losing my
homeland, home, and profession.
In my previous life, I was a successful architect, lived in the center of the capital, and
frequently met with friends. I traveled several times a year. I loved dressing up.

In my new life, I am a photographer living in a tiny provincial town and no more than
once a month I go to a museum or visit friends in a nearby big city.
Now I no longer doubt who I am. I am a photographer, recognized with international
awards and exhibiting in museums.
But a year ago, I struggled with what to answer when asked - who am I?
An architect or a photographer? A metropolitan girl or a resident of a small town?
A traveler and socialite or a homebody?

I decided to document this period of my life visually through portraits of faceless women.
Who is who here? It's impossible to answer.