台北潮濕 Wet Memory

in 田園城市風格書店,Taipei,2020







“All memories are traces of tears.”- 2046 by Wong Kar-Wai.

I have lived in Taipei for 10 years, but I have too many depressing memories here.
So I took my self-portrait on film, to record my poor 27 years-old self.
Then I put darkroom prints into a fish pool and let it disappear day by day with bubbles pumped out.

After half a month, these prints became auto-destructive art.
The issue I want to discuss is: How do we actually hold a memory forever?
Moments and time will fade away, even if we took a photo and tried hard to keep it.
Even if all memories disappear in the end, we can still see poetic phantom to remember them.


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放相的最後一道工序是水洗,水洗管打出氣泡時,
有一種真實又虛幻的感覺,記憶是真實的嗎?
我常在想這張相片這麼美,我卻其實什麼也留不住。

那些以前住過的地方、童年唸過的學校、即使離開了,還是想再回去的地方

蒐集了這些台北記憶後,我將銀鹽照片一張張融化
宛如劉以鬯小說《酒徒》中「潮濕的記憶」被具體實現

那些回憶被養殖於此,往事如膠水般黏著....
所有的記憶都是淚痕。