The Hustle

Long, short, tough, bleak/hopeless, our live is dominated by a never ending hustle. Sometimes it’s worth the hustle, but sometimes the reward is much smaller than we fancy. Often we are even punished, but we don’t give up. We keep running without thinking of how, where, what for. This is our destiny. The turmoil we create eats up so much for our time, we suddenly ask ourselves: Are we writing the story of our lives with what we have missed running around mindlessly? These photographs were taken turning a deaf ear to those weird questions.