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Faceless #2

English:
"For years, I was taught that to be seen was to be in danger. As an Afghan girl, hiding wasn't a choice; it was a means of survival. I grew up with a fear that lived in my bones, whispering: *'Stay quiet. Stay hidden.'*

But then came the camera, and with it, my mother’s unwavering belief in me. When the world tried to pull me back, she pushed me forward. She taught me that silence was not my destiny.

In the beginning, photography was merely a shield. I obscured the face because I was terrified. But slowly, as I clicked the shutter, something shifted. I realized I wasn't just capturing images; I was healing. Each photograph became a ritual of confronting the fears I had long buried. I finally learned to look at my own shadows and say, *'I see you, and I am no longer afraid.'*

This collection represents ten years of self-discovery. It is the story of a girl who was told she had no voice, learning to scream through her lens.
English: "For years, I was taught that to be seen was to be in danger. As an Afghan girl, hiding wasn't a choice; it was a means of survival. I grew up with a fear that lived in my bones, whispering: *'Stay quiet. Stay hidden.'* But then came the camera, and with it, my mother’s unwavering belief in me. When the world tried to pull me back, she pushed me forward. She taught me that silence was not my destiny. In the beginning, photography was merely a shield. I obscured the face because I was terrified. But slowly, as I clicked the shutter, something shifted. I realized I wasn't just capturing images; I was healing. Each photograph became a ritual of confronting the fears I had long buried. I finally learned to look at my own shadows and say, *'I see you, and I am no longer afraid.'* This collection represents ten years of self-discovery. It is the story of a girl who was told she had no voice, learning to scream through her lens.