Conversation with Samah Shihadi
Samah Shihadi, 2022, Charcoal on paper, 70/70cm
I feel that identity is an open field, not an endpoint — something that is in constant motion. When I paint self-portraits, I am not searching only for an external representation, but also for the inner voices, the fears, the doubts, the moments of dissolution. I ask myself: Who am I when no one is looking? How do I feel when I am alone? Is the image I present to the world really “me,” or only a partial, blurred version shaped by my own expectations, those of others, and of the communities around me? And also: what happens when my identity resists itself, when the figure of “me” clashes with the figure of the “self” I want to become?