一天一夜 Dreams at the Edge of Insomnia
收藏級噴墨打印 Archival inkjet printing
14.5 x 14.5 cm
2025
當整個城市都進入夢鄉，只剩下失眠的我，受困於四面牆內。
唞一口氣，望出窗外，看看世界是否遺忘了我還在屋內。
唞一口氣，望出窗外，看看世界是否遺忘了我還在屋內。
望遠、又望近，忽然發現好像還有誰也被困於一個微型盒子內。
日復日夜，悄悄凝望，惆悵的思緒好像變得輕了，夢鄉好像變得近了。
日復日夜，悄悄凝望，惆悵的思緒好像變得輕了，夢鄉好像變得近了。
When the whole city drifts into dreams, only I remain—trapped within four walls, sleepless.
I pause, take a breath, and gaze out the window, wondering if the world has forgotten I’m still here.
Looking far, then near, I suddenly notice someone else, too, confined in a tiny box.
Day after day, night after night, our silent glances soften the weight of longing, and sleep feels just a little closer.
I pause, take a breath, and gaze out the window, wondering if the world has forgotten I’m still here.
Looking far, then near, I suddenly notice someone else, too, confined in a tiny box.
Day after day, night after night, our silent glances soften the weight of longing, and sleep feels just a little closer.
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有你有我 With You, With Me
收藏級噴墨打印 Archival inkjet printing
14.5 x 14.5 cm
2025
當我眼中有你，你眼中亦有我，心心相互，亦相印。
車輛駛過，微風飄過，樹影搖曳。此刻，我倆倚望窗邊，靠著彼此靜靜抵擋著時間的流動，對抗著世界的運轉。
車輛駛過，微風飄過，樹影搖曳。此刻，我倆倚望窗邊，靠著彼此靜靜抵擋著時間的流動，對抗著世界的運轉。
In my eyes, there is you; in yours, there is me—two hearts reflecting, imprinting upon each other.
Cars pass, breezes drift, shadows of trees sway. And here we are, leaning by the window, quietly holding back the flow of time, resisting the turning of the world—together.
Cars pass, breezes drift, shadows of trees sway. And here we are, leaning by the window, quietly holding back the flow of time, resisting the turning of the world—together.
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深夜營業中 When the City Still Breathes
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14.5 x 14.5 cm
2025
清晨五點，天空被渲染出沉實而柔和的藍。有人被失眠困擾；有人剛下夜班；亦有人在派對道別朋友後，獨自走在靜謐的街道。每個人都以為世界只剩下自己。四處張望，原來街燈還在閃亮。唐樓的霓虹燈仍然高掛，街口的7仔依然營業中。憂愁好像開始散去，眼皮稍微變得沉重。這時，天色漸漸出現一抹暖光，我只想跟未眠的你說聲『晚安，晚安』。
At five in the morning, the sky is brushed with a deep, gentle blue.
Some wrestle with sleeplessness; some have just finished a night shift; others, after bidding farewell at a party, walk alone through silent streets. Each believes the world belongs only to themselves. Yet, as they glance around, streetlights still shimmer. Neon signs cling to old façades, and the corner store remains open. Slowly, the weight of sorrow begins to lift, eyelids grow heavy.
Then, a warm glow seeps into the horizon, and all I wish is to whisper to you—still awake—“Good night, good night.”
Some wrestle with sleeplessness; some have just finished a night shift; others, after bidding farewell at a party, walk alone through silent streets. Each believes the world belongs only to themselves. Yet, as they glance around, streetlights still shimmer. Neon signs cling to old façades, and the corner store remains open. Slowly, the weight of sorrow begins to lift, eyelids grow heavy.
Then, a warm glow seeps into the horizon, and all I wish is to whisper to you—still awake—“Good night, good night.”
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與你看看月圓 When Distance Turns Soft
收藏級噴墨打印 Archival inkjet printing
14.5 x 14.5 cm
2025
窗內的人遠遠對望，好像有話要説，但不知如何開口。
雖然相隔兩地，但只要看著同一個月亮，
無形的線便將兩顆心輕輕拉近。
大廈也在四目相投，距離只剩下一層薄薄的空氣。
原來兩間房間也可以變得這麼相近。
雖然相隔兩地，但只要看著同一個月亮，
無形的線便將兩顆心輕輕拉近。
大廈也在四目相投，距離只剩下一層薄薄的空氣。
原來兩間房間也可以變得這麼相近。
Through the window, two distant figures exchange glances, as if words hover on their lips yet cannot find their way out.
Though separated by space, gazing at the same moon draws an invisible thread, gently pulling two hearts closer.
Even the buildings seem to meet eye to eye, with only a thin layer of air between them.
And so, two rooms can feel this near.
Though separated by space, gazing at the same moon draws an invisible thread, gently pulling two hearts closer.
Even the buildings seem to meet eye to eye, with only a thin layer of air between them.
And so, two rooms can feel this near.
