It all started with a book I read „The Stornoway way“ by Kevin Mc Neil, a writer from Lewis, the main island.

In his book he depicts a place in a closed, hostile climate, where young people kill boredom with extreme practices. Drugs, alcohol, car races ... a kind of Trainspotting in an island setting. Then few months later I come across coincidently with a brochure touting the same place as a world of peace and disconnection for the city-dwellers we are. On the one hand, the paradisiacal tourist vision; on the other, the very dark one of the child of the country. The contrast grips me. Does the postcard stand up to reality? After two years following this project, overall, the young people I met show this same ability to bounce back. A kind of happy fatalism. When I look at this gallery of portraits, they give me the impression of being tied to an elastic.: most of them want to go elsewhere, but they are tirelessly brought back to their islands. By attachment but also, very often, by fear of the unknown. Eventually, „At the end of the day“ is not only about them but also about us. I believe that such places are like a zoom on our society, where we have multiple choices, instantly. Where everything goes fast, so fast sometimes that it becomes confusing. It mirrors our own choices and lifestyle.