Salon VII gathers a single season of looking — pictures made in the narrow gap between arriving too early and leaving too late. Hung close, lit low, they ask to be met the way a stranger is met across a crowded room: all at once, and then slowly.
这一厅收录的，是某个季节里全部的凝视。它们挂得很近，光线压得很低， 像在拥挤的房间里与一个陌生人对望——先是一瞬间，然后，是很久很久。 穿过门洞，请慢慢看。