People Come, People Go
When you only see people’s silhouettes, you don’t know if they are walking towards or away from you.
2025. Plywood, acrylic board, foam board, metal screw, lazy susan, floodlight, rubber wheel.
When she walked away, I saw her silhouette as if she was walking towards me earlier on that day when we met up. As the light of the street lamp passed through the misty drizzle, her figure was surrounded by scattered patches of light. Now whenever I think of her, I remember that night, that rain. I’m grateful for the time we spent together, and I will always be. I wish her the best of everything, and we shall meet again at a higher place some time in the future.
