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Wales: Land of My Father

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As I looked through the black and white photographs by David Hurn in his book, "Land of my Father", I was deeply touched by the honesty, warmth and beautiful simplicity of the images, and the fact that I did not feel like an intrudeer or stranger. It caused me to reflect on what it might be like for me to visit the land of my father and mother. Would it be similar to David's visit to Wales? I would like to think so, for his photographs have a universal appeal.

The ambiguity of the places (Wales) as well as the identity of the people (Welsh), forms an opened question from this book. Things are sometimes changing at a pace, that is difficult to be observed from the superficial level. It could happen in various aspect, economically, culturally, politically. Coal, steel, slate industry was diminishing. People were starting to lead their new way of living.

One interesting part of images (and even art) is its ambiguity. Suddenly, I think of my home, Hong Kong.