What we see every moment is not definitively secured. Usually it is the result of a fragile balance between logic and emotion. Seeing items, landscapes, places in a room, logic leads to recognition; to the perception of who we are, and what might happen; and then, the feeling derives from memories, our personal quest, our expectations and imagination. Observing a human being, things can get complicated. The logic, again, helps to the recognition. "Identifying one's identity". Once the recognition is completed, it is followed by the confrontation with the prevailing feeling. When the feeling absolutely dominates, even the recognition process becomes harder. The features are lost and the identity of the observed human is altered. Then, we replace their eyes, their look, their expression with features created by our dominant emotion, freed from logic.
A story of the personal reading of what we see; a search for identity (or a lost identity) of the human next to us, the known or the completely unknown, the mother, the friend, the man of our own judgment. A mirroring on the faces of others.
