On my head, on my eyes

What are places made of, if not layers of memories, which accumulate and intertwine over time, configuring themselves as deposits of traumas, fears, desires and individual fantasies? What are the looks if not the reflections of these places? And what is the identity of a people then, if not, the deep connection of these looks? This series is about Lebanon, not its cities nor streets, but about the echo of its identity in people's eyes, making it a place to seek shelter or refuge. Young people, elders, children, parents, merchants, or fishermen. Orthodox Christians or Maronites. Sunni or Shia Muslims. Born in Lebanon or born elsewhere. The people carry the identity of a plural one, wounded, united and prepared for a future, of which they do not know the outcome. Arabic proverb “‘Aala rassi wa ‘iini” - On my head and on my eyes This is a hugely popular saying in the Arab world, so if you ask an Arab friend for a favour, don’t be surprised when they start talking about putting things on their heads and eyes. This means that they will absolutely do what you asked.