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Tag: Memories

  • A Nostalgic Start of November

    A Nostalgic Start of November

    There are hundreds of CDs stored in the cabinets in our living room, and more still in boxes in my studio. They were brought here from New York when we moved. Some of them travelled from Taiwan when I left my homeland for my companion.

    This morning I started sorting through the CDs we’ve bought and collected in the past. I came across two Taiwanese albums and immediately placed them in the multi-disc CD player. Without realizing it I was quietly singing along with many of the songs. These songs are almost 30 years old now and I still remember the lyrics..

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  • Letting Go of the Past

    Letting Go of the Past

    This morning I came across a few boxes which I haven’t opened since we moved here. In this shoebox I discovered stuff from those years when I was studying at the School of Visual Arts in Manhattan. Most of them were class assignments, of objects that I didn’t particularly care about even then. The question whether I should continue keeping them or put them in the garbage came to my mind. Test shot Polaroids, slides of the same building shot at different time of the day, 4×5 negatives of my classmates when we had to model for each other for the class.. Should I keep them? Do I want them? Would I miss them in the future? Am I letting go of the past if I were to dispose them?

    The indecisive me put them all back into the same shoebox. It’s a matter for another day, for now..

  • Edited Memories about My Father

    Edited Memories about My Father

    August 8th in Taiwan is Father’s Day. Random fleeting thoughts about my father naturally crossed my mind. I don’t usually think about my father. It’s not that he wasn’t a good father. He was oftentimes not at home due to his profession. Growing up, I realized that I never really had a father figure to talk to. But the memories I do have of him, most of them are positive and happy ones. I do miss him sometimes, even though there’s not too many specific moments I could recall..

    I brought some of his belongings back to the U.S. with me the past few years. Sometimes when I look at these items, my heart fills up with gratitude. 爸，父親節快樂，may you rest in eternal peace..