These people I proudly claim to be mine.

They, who have touched me in a unique and intimate way, are from all walks of life and "five lakes and four oceans".

We met when he ran over to me to touch the flamingoes behind me;

when I was handed over to his arms twenty-four years ago;

when I cried and hid my slimy face in his chest;

We met when we were dancing in 1015.

when she looked at my kaleidoscope curiously;

when he needed a ride to the Black Rock City;

when he sat next to me in fourth grade.

They are my actors, my lovers, my goddesses whom I adore.

They are my teachers, my angels, the ice-cream for my eyes.

It's gratifying to see how they looked at me before my second eye.

Photographing a person is such an intimate experience.

Wun

November 2001

Hong Kong