At the last Tiananmen Massacre Vigil in Hong Kong, before the security law becomes effective, people showed up for a new set of demands. The meaning of a vigil is to refresh some important memories so that they don't become dead histories. At the vigil, I asked them if they could only preserve one memory/value so it lived in people's brains, be passed down to future generations, what would that be. No organizer, no theme. That was the most beautiful Tiananmen Massacre Vigil.	這些相片，本來氣數已盡；我嘗試把不應存在的變成永恆，尋覓一些可能性。明知道相片在發佈後的24小時後就會消失，拍攝的那刻，會否少了一份雕琢和戒心？相片變得更是無聊，還是更誠實？蓋瑞．溫格蘭曾說：『沒有一刻是最重要的；任何一刻都可能是不得了的。』別小看這些看似乏味的相片，他們背後潛藏着的，是一片汪洋。這次創作是一項手術，是一個拯救的過程。他們到底得救了嗎？我也不知道。	The vibrance of "Hongkongness" in Gilbratar	Scene of myself sharing table with strangers in Hong Kong.