I made this group of prints in the summer of 2011 shortly after I return from my visit my grandparents in China. At the time, these images are simply random collages of old family photos, photos I took along the trip, and some imitations of Lush product packages. My point was to reenact the confusion when being overwhelmed by revisiting the places that have been dreamed over and over again. Off course nothing every stay the same in China for the past decade or so. what have left for me to recognize are the traces of familiar landmarks that are masked over by spray painted ads showing plumber's phone numbers. When finally confronted by reality, I realize that along all these time my hometown is a total fictional world, and has serious plumbing problems. That one recurring dreams I had about my home city and people in it seems to be more intimate than ever.
This print originally was called Best Before. I went through old family photos with my grandmother and come cross a photo of my mother in her college years. In the family photo album, most photos are group photos taken for the account of life changing event: graduation, internship, first job, first real job, new home, newborn and weddings. The others are glamour shots. My mother is the one in the family who has many casual everyday photos in that album of her mother's.
The parent's of my mother are both high school teachers. Therefore it explains why there are many graduation photos in the album.
I dream a lot about my classmates, teacher and people around school I go to. I don't talk to them in real life anymore. Lost in touch with them long time ago. But they find their way into my head at night. They always appears like extras on a movie set. occasionally, a memorable character will outshine the others.
The fragmented Chinese text in all of the prints all say "in honour of graduation class 19XX." I originally named this series of print The Graduates because of these text. The new title Cast & Crew redirect focus onto the rolls of people play in one's life. What kind of relationship is this if all our interaction are one's fiction?