Long Story Short - an iPhone album
Farewell, Jul 10
On the flight back to new york, I started to realize how the way I memorized things was altered by pictures.The smallest emotions, or any fluctuation of the chemistry inside me happening at the moment of taking the pictures can be recalled when I stare at them. The random or the unforgettable, they are all emotionally coded in the pictures.
after curating them into a poster as big as I can make, I couldn’t stop analogizing it to a memory sequence. Like a storyboard of a movie on these two months.
And more than this, I realize the things that I didn’t capture with my camera remain blurred, displaced.
I open my iPhone album. 61548 pictures and 984 videos.All I can trace about time. All I can call, ‘memory’.