Half-Moroccan

When a travel abroad is also an inner journey... I am used to defining myself as "half-Moroccan". During my last trip in Morocco, I didn't feel like either a stranger or a local. Morocco isn't really abroad for me : I have lived 6 years in Casablanca during my childhood and my father is Moroccan, but it is not really home too. This serie expresses the identity struggle I experienced during this trip and the contradictory feelings that came along : - feeling proud of a culture you are not fully sharing and understanding - feeling nostalgic about a past you merely experienced - feeling alone while surrounded by warm nature, people, relatives - feeling authenticity, sincerity, pain, respect and honor, and trying not to be overwhelmed by your own self I guess building identity and defining oneself is as universal as humanity. I do think it takes a lot of hard work and courage to get to know who we are.