OPENINGS

In Fengtai District, Beijing, I lived in a very hot top-floor apartment. Someone had cut a small circular passage for the air on top of the kitchen window.

The windows were dirty with stratified pollution, the colour of the sky was not clearly attainable from inside. I used to climb the kitchen to take pictures of the sky through that hole.

Back in those days, Beijing air pollution was at its peak. Houses were equipped with air purifiers. Nonetheless, kitchens and bathrooms maintained osmosis with the outside.

The sky was seldom blue, mostly grey as in OPENING no. 3.

Looking at the sky through the hole slowly became an exercise.

These images reflect upon the relationship between a person and the sky.

I think they also show that it is always possible to find a way to see things clearly.