A selection of objects and things I found noteworthy. Provided without context 我哋真係好撚鍾意香港
“Let’s go to class” my teacher says reaching out her hand. The man steps aside and I take her hand, it is warm like my mother’s hands.
I lived without my smartphone for three days for a university course. Living without a phone is to live differently. It is a bit bizarre we have not invented a new word for the phone yet. Life companion or life organizer seems to be a more apt description. Perhaps we still cling to this word in order to trick ourselves to think we are not as reliant on it. I can live without a phone we like to think, perhaps we can but can others live without us having one?
Propaganda and Ideology only works if it total in character, not just big ideology in the speeches and grand gestures but it has to be there in the everyday, the things we don’t think about, the assumptions that are made for us which we accept without thinking. It is the small propaganda, the small ideology which seeps inside us without our noticing while we laugh at military parades and banners and think, “who can ever fall for such a thing”.
“Get your pass ready”, the man said to himself. “Wallet, Keys, bus pass, phone, bag, 1-2-3-4-5, check”. The bus came and he stepped inside. Finding his regular seat, in the back half next to the window tucked in the corner he looked around. There were six people in the bus, including him. He recognized them,... Continue Reading →
I love signs. They tell us about the history and character of a place. A sign tells us how something wants to be represented. In Hong Kong, signs are everywhere. Written on buildings; jutting out on rusty poles; printed; handwritten; Glowing in neon, or not at all; marking its colonial legacy, or moving forward. What... Continue Reading →