Argania - I forgot it lives through my veins
loosely > MAryam Touzani

///With obsessions, you suffer from compelling thoughts or are compulsively preoccupied with a particular idea. At the center is a persistent, recurring thought. You can be very bothered by these thoughts that intrude///
Source: van Dale publishers

I know little about my family history. Nothing was ever told to me, preserved or saved. All I have is my father's death certificate. The names of his parents are written on it, but I don't know who they are.

I follow the minimal tracks to information about my family and roots. Where does it take me? What do I encounter? Am I a part of that history? Or is history a part of me?

Photos, archival documents and even through teeth bring me closer to the family I don't know. I learn about migration history, heredity, intergenerational traumas and different zeitgeists.
Did my family ever exist and can I bring our history to life?

MAryam Touzani

In my photographic practice, I rather create than document.Through research and experimentation, it helps me to further develop my voice and find my own way. To me, this means that the medium allows me to reflect on myself and society, to question and criticize them. In practice, this means that I deal with themes such as social structures, minorities, and intercultural identity. It is my goal to use photography to illuminate the stories of minorities and to give these 'forgotten' groups a voice. My bicultural background (I am the daughter of Moroccan migrants) gives me a fresh and especially different view of the image of (marginalized) identities. My work talks about (Dis)placement and belonging. I try to explore and establishing the similarities between these different groups and identities is, for me, a way to connect, build bridges and, breakthrough social structures.