Passing Each Other

A face can set me imagining a whole life. Some people look straight into the lens; another face is obscured by smoke. What I want to know may not be written in that gaze, even as I begin to place the person before me inside a story I can understand.

一張臉很容易讓我開始想像一段生活。有人直望鏡頭，有人的面孔被煙遮住。我想知道的，未必寫在那道目光裡；而我已經開始把眼前的人，放進一個自己能夠理解的故事。

Crowds, streets, sand and a riverbank become a path between the photographs. This is my arrangement. At the end, a figure holding a camera appears in divided glass, framed in turn. The path bends back towards the person trying to give it a direction.

人群、街道、沙地與河岸，在照片間接成一條路。這是我的排列。最後，舉著相機的身影出現在分割的玻璃裡，也被框住。那條路於是繞回來，碰到正在替它找方向的人。