Domestic violence is kept invisible and silent in Mongolia. But it exists and ruins lives. Women, children, parents, neighbors, the society... all hurt. Fear -hurt of the hurts- like a poison, invades hearts and souls. Past violence becomes present. The cycle goes on. Boys get beaten, become adult, get married, and go beating. Girls get beaten, become adult, get married, get beaten. Sometimes it stops, sometimes it starts from another despair. It’s a blind ghost coming from everywhere, poverty or luxury, violence engraving itself in the bones of children, harming their future relationships.
We hear about historical or cultural explanations, we see social practices, but the voices of the victims, where are they? Their faces, where?
The outrageous social shame they need to confront after spending hours with blood leaking form their head, the timeless walk of escaping children in the middle of winter, the suffering of families torn between gender clans; how can they survive and go on ?
I started this project because I heard and I saw, because I suffered domestic violence, because I am bound to Mongolia.
I did it because violence uses silence to hurt people twice, violence hides its victims to hurt twice, violence is a cycle and it can be stopped.
Reportage is about photography and writing. I did pictures to bring visibility. I did interviews to bring their voices. These pictures are not portraits. They are not mine in many ways. Each one was made with these women and children. With their own posture - hurt, their own words - hurt.
*In partnership with the Хүчирхийллийн Эсрэг Үндэсний Төв ТББ / National Center Against Violence - GERES Mongolia - People in Need Mongolia - Ambassade de France en Mongolie