My grandmother’s house is at an island within the sea. Her hometown, through a small village, develops rapidly in the recent years. Within blocks of villa , her house no long exists, and things there, with memories of my childhood are to be discarded. If they can see, what will they see? Here, I make numerous pinhole cameras with old things from vanishing houses like my grandmother’s, and their silent gazes finally can be seen through the photos.
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