On the East Coast of China, in the megalopolis where the future is the past and the past seems to be of no more interest, people are re-elaborating their life style. In fact they are living in a very contradictory state of mind where the illusion of an unrestrained innovation clashes with the “Big Brother” who always watches and registers everything. These pictures come from occasional encounters during which, however, the difficult verbal communication has not been an issue at all. On the contrary, through those looks, often shy and delicate like the Eastern feelings, very well known as being secret, we could establish a kind of empathy and sharing truth. Fleeting moments that are not meant to tell a story or describe something, but just leave a trace, as it should be, light and undefined. Maybe those fleeting moments have something to do with dreams, fears, hope and also disillusions of who are living in such a complex state of mind but I just like to think I have passed on a “Chinese Whisper” I have heard, felt and retold in my own way. Approximate, but real.
