You have the eyebrows of your grandma (father side)

As a French Moroccan woman, I have always look for my roots. As a visual artist I am attracted by the visual genetic sign of my family's heritage. I have always heard my mum telling me "you have the eyebrows of your grandma (dad side)". Because I look very French I was proud to have at least this evidence of my Moroccan roots. So I began to play with the ID pictures I could collect from both side of my family. And through a simple compositing I realized that I don't have the eyebrows of my grandma, that's a legend but better... I have her eyes. And through my grandma I have the same eyes as my father, my aunt and my uncles. The eyes were my only way (with hugs) to communicate with my grandma because I can't speak Moroccan and she couldn't speak French. But we could understand a lot through our eyes. Especially our love. Beyond this finding that I have obviously a Moroccan part in my face, it's all the transmission of our ancestors, grandparents, parents, and other family members that we know or not, that we still meet or not. The emotional heritage we got when we are born, we are not a blank page, is a sort of genetic and emotional summary of all the older family members. An other way to travel in Time.