Moving out often symbolizes a step towards independence. Most young people can barely afford renting in Hong Kong and yet they might have to move often, making these spaces intimate but temporal transit points. The reasons are varied – rising rents, moving aboard, career change.
I have moved three times in three years before shooting for this project. Losing an existing relationship with one’s own private space can be frustrating and overwhelming. The experience, unlike witnessing disappearance of landmarks, is very personal but universal in certain ways.
This project explores living conditions as well as personal situations of several individuals by documenting the private spaces that would be gone soon with images and texts. The text, as part of the research and work, is intended to be read in different ways to open up potentials to understand the subjects.
After settling down I rarely open the windows.
Our building faces a service apartment building. We did not have window curtains back then. One day, I saw a white man staring at me from that building.
When I was home by myself on the next day, I saw the same person – he was masturbating by the window.
I was frightened. I broke into a sweat. I could only crawl on the floor and call my boyfriend to get the curtains.
I am obsessed with spaces that have lots of exits, like rooftop and windows, as if I can run away in anytime.
My mother has only been here for once, because she thinks it is tiring to walk all the way up. I wanted to rent an apartment with three rooms but worried that she would move in. With her being alone and her dog is already 16 years old, I would be the only person she can rely on sooner or later.