Wuhan, July 2011

A Visit to a friend’s childhood home — long cherished memories. “What was your earliest memory? It seems like a box rainbow color pens hanging on the wall, mum cooking. I was drawing.” I was fortunate to be in front of a window that once opened to me, light shined through.

应邀前往好友的儿时旧宅 — 一段珍贵而漫长的记忆。你最早的记忆是关于什么的?似乎是关于一盒彩色的画笔,它挂在墙上,妈妈在做晚饭,而我则在画画。” 我有幸站在这扇打开的窗边,阳光透了过来。