I used to work 136 hours a week. I forgot my fathers birthday, I was never in any of my friend’s photos and I fell asleep on the special evening my boyfriend had planned for me. This photo series is about fixed time frames and difficulty to live with it, about omitted moments and palpable wish to be part of...
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