documented between 15:00-19:00 北投-石牌-北門-北車, 科技大樓
photo by Lin Kuan Ling
sound by Chang Yuan Hao
video, text and narration by Chih Hua Huang
In order to see the event in a clear way
We only trust ourselves
But the memory is simply an imitation
The past appears in a
I like how she transforms herself
I bet I can bend it back by writing
But not sure how long it will last
Any trust on other means?
My act in the present is trying to prove the past is wrong
Trying to bring them back to the safe place
Though it looks like a hilarious demonstration
And I called it art
It only belongs to one’s very personal
but disquieting space
To leave an evidence
To make sense of the world
Those prefer quick and dirty events
Let's sing it.
If there are important traces that are forgotten
Let's heal it.