Wherever we are, we are with other people’s faces, known and unknown, but our own is only a hazy image. We can never see it except in the reflection of a mirror, an imprint in the form of a photograph or a video, and as soon as we look away from them, we lose our face.
To ourselves, we are not it, we are what is behind it. Every minute, every second, we are with our faceless selves. This is a paradox because, for others, our self is firmly connected to our face; it is with our face that they identify us, and through our face that they recognize us. Moreover, how they see us can differ greatly from how we see ourselves.
