We are written on the skin The skin is the home of our relationship with the world. The place where tenderness, petting, joy, suffering, abysses and crossroads take place and leave traces. All along the history of humanity people have written, sculptured, pierced, drawn, cut their bodies. Nowadays joining a certain group of belonging meets the need of singularity in an always changing world so the images on the bodies are offered to be seen like a puzzle to be solved. As if it were possible to resist forgetfulness that kills the identity Who am I? What Am I doing here? These street portraits might run through these questions