The man in the photograph stood confidently, hands on hips. One Chinese New Year, on my visit home, my mum handed me a black and white photograph. Courtesy Zilberman.Īnd why did the family never talk about you in the 60 years since your death? Why does Grandma's gravestone not bear your name? Your father had left the village at the turn of the 20th century, along with a wave of migrant Chinese labourers headed for Southeast Asia, America, Australia, and Africa.Įxhibition view: Sim Chi Yin, One Day We'll Understand, Zilberman, Berlin (14 September–27 November 2021). I thought it was strange that you-having been born in Hong Kong but then taken as a baby to Malaya, where you grew up, lived, and worked-would have died in our ancestral village in China. Dad mentioned in passing that you had died in China in the 1940s and, for some reason, had a monument built to you. I never met you and the family, from the time I was a child, never talked about you. To begin the talk, I will first recite a letter to my grandfather, and then we'll use extracts from Maaza's book The Shadow King (2019) as jumping-off points to talk about some of the themes we share in our work. This work is very close to my heart, and I have been working on it for almost nine years, so it's really meaningful to discuss this with you, as there are so many overlaps in our work. SCYThank you so much, Maaza, for joining me at the opening of my first solo exhibition in Berlin. Ocula Conversation Ishiuchi Miyako: Photography as Psychological Event Read More MMQ Placeholder
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