陈思华

All about home

 

 

 

Nice weather today

with beautiful sunshine.

But that reminds me of the rain in my childhood.

It was summer,

the rain splashed away the stuffy weather,

sipped into the wooden door

and brought me with humid air.

 

 

 

The latch kept the heat inside the room.

Looking at the rain sipping through the

windowsill,

I felt quite secure.

Grandpa was murmuring in her dream.

I lay on a sack,

flipped through my Doraemon comic book,

and felt bored at last.

 

 

 

 

Suddenly I had a brainwave.

I nailed a bucket with broken bottom onto the door,

jump from my bed with a basketball,

and pretend to dunk.

Maybe the rain was so loud,

That grandma did not ever stir in her sleep.


 


I can always remember trivial things.

Being someone without a sense of security

I feel secure 

as soon as I am home.

 

 

 

From 2013, I started to shoot my family’s life.

There is nothing deep,

but snippets of life.

 

 

My friends would say

with a photographer to chronicle their life

my family is so lucky.

But they are wrong,

I am the lucky one, really truly.