How is my story going to end?
I took this photo early one morning on a farm in the Karoo where we stayed over. I was walking around photographing things when I got to this house where a worker on the farm and his kids are staying. I thought about his world, where he is, and my world.
And I wondered if this is what he is going to do for the rest of his life. Can things change for him?
I think at any given moment you have the power to say: This is not how the story is going to end. Because. It doesn’t matter where you were or come from. It is not important how poor you or your family is. Tomorrow is not born yet. And that is where your future is.