These photographs are a series of portraits of women in a hair salon in Harlesden, north London.
The women in the hair salon, though politely but briefly responding to my questions, almost seemed to ignore me with indifference. Going along with them, letting them decide the energy, made me experience the immense gap that can appear between people. It seemed as though I could never be allowed into their world, their own little circle.
What happens when we approach strangers? How do we behave when conversing with an unfamiliar person?
It is about the relationship between strangers. What shines through a posture, or a face not revealing the eyes. One can try to interpret, only by looking at body language what happened at that exact moment or maybe even understand something about the sitter.
I am interested in what we hide, what we choose not to share. The nature we keep away from the stranger. The moment in which we feel united with everything, not in the need to express, yet leaving others outside of our circle, our wholeness. The closedness.
Below: Selection of the first photographs of the women in the hairdresser.
