Learning to look

My first camera was a Konica C35EF. Through its yellowed viewfinder, I began to discover colours that felt like my own. Photography started with curiosity: the purity and movement of colour, the playfulness and drama of light.

I spent afternoons visiting a small film lab tucked into an alley. Then came the waiting — wondering what the photographs would look like, checking for the email that would finally reveal them. The anticipation was part of the pleasure.

Later, with a Nikon D600, I began learning about exposure and colour. I went on my first street photography walk, shared my photographs, and found people with whom I could talk about what I loved.

Later, I moved to a Nikon Z6 II. The new camera brought a step forward in image quality and helped me devote more of my attention to making photographs. At the same time, I came to understand equipment as a tool that supports creation. It helps me preserve what is before me; how I look, and what makes me pause, still come from my own experience.

With the Hasselblad X1D II 50C, I began to approach photography with a deeper sense of devotion. I looked forward to each outing and became more willing to spend time waiting for light and colour to unfold before me. My understanding of colour grew with that patience. I wanted to preserve its subtle variations, together with the stillness, tenderness, and feeling of being there.

Photography is, for me, a way of feeling and remembering.摄影一事，名为摄影，实为感悟与纪念。

Trusting my eyes

There was a time when I worried about repeating myself. I wanted each photograph to be impressive. A day without a satisfying image could feel like a day wasted.

Gradually, I began to return my attention to the world around me: to experiencing it, and to trusting my own intuition. I could photograph the things I loved, without asking every image to prove its worth.

I walk along a path I have taken countless times, happily waiting for sunlight to fall just right upon a familiar scene, or for a family to pass through it.我走上以前走过无数遍的小路，满心欢喜的等待某个熟悉的光景中，恰到好处的撒下阳光或者经过一家人。

A familiar street can still invite curiosity. A small change in light, a passing person, or an ordinary object may be enough to make me stop and look again.

Along the way

At dusk on the Macau Peninsula, motorcycles rushed through narrow streets alongside cars. At first, the movement startled me. As I watched, I began to recognise the city's particular vitality: police directing traffic, pedestrians waiting, a sense of order within the crowd.

In another alley, warm yellow light fell over a girl in school uniform hurrying home. Behind her, a middle-aged man held his phone, talking comfortably with his family on a video call.

Two ways of returning home, in the same evening. As a visitor, I felt something of the city's warmth and reassurance through these ordinary moments.