黑料不打烊

This exhibition is an attempt to let images circulate. I let my photos drift into someone else鈥檚 life. You鈥檙e welcome to exchange anything鈥攕omething you've worn for years, a forgotten notebook, etc. They will become part of the show, hung on the wall, stacked in the corner. Feel free to browse and pick freely鈥攍ike walking through a thrift store. Photographs hold memories drifting between being kept and forgotten, sometimes lingering, sometimes disappearing without a trace. I鈥檓 often drawn to certain details, they鈥檙e not always clearly visible鈥攕ometimes just a flicker of emotion. But the picture never quite says everything I meant. I started to alter them鈥攕mudging, cutting, collaging, reassembling鈥�These pictures began to pile up. Some lean in the corners of my room, some framed in a random piece I found, most still just paper scraps. When I stare at them, they feel more and more like traces of time: abandoned fragments of life waiting to restart, like these anonymous, dusty photos you might see in many thrift stores: old, ownerless, full of untold stories.