RED LEAF
I bought this redscale film in Shanghai last year, and I can't find it on the internet anymore, not even to link it. It’s a redscale film. But the package has a poem on it, saying

"Red — I would rather turn into a fallen leaf — battered by wind and rain — scattered everywhere".

I thought this would be the perfect film to start my journey to Asia this year. The film starts sunny, in the Soignes forest of Brussels, where I biked with my lover for my 32 birthday. Then it goes a snowy Belgium landscape and a portrait of me painting. We then move through the bridge connecting Hong Kong and mainland China (a very impressive transition that I photographed each time I pass it). I arrive in China, where my grand ma is, and together we went back to visit Hong Kong. There you can see the discrepancy between rich and poor — a person's feet, asleep next to guitars, shattered on the floor, then the view through the bank's window view — orchid's silhouettes on a desk, and Hong Kong's harbour, almost like a desktop background. My grandma's reflection in a mirror in a shop. A red lantern for new year. Palm trees and air conditioning exhausts, in the back of the skyscrapers.