▍Exhibition Concept
In 1983 my father swam from China to Hong Kong.

 From midnight till sunrise, he swam until he made it to the distantshore. He carried everything he owned wrapped inside two plastic bags. Afterreaching land, he knew he was far from being safe and he continued his journeyon foot, walking over a mountain and down to the city where he met his youngerbrother. He knew that if he stayed there, he would never truly be free, and so thebrothers came up with a plan. My father would climb aboard a container shipthat was leaving Hong Kong for good.

I recount the legend now told through music and sound.