我是一条野犬,游荡于都市街头,偶尔穿堂入室,以本能的嗅觉,找到属于自己的影像。时间在上海的巷弄间流淌,每个人的故事被分隔在七日与七日之间。那些片段和瞬间因为被定格,所以才有了在影像中重组的可能。星期一,我走上街头……Mon星期一我的上海遭遇各色面孔上海,城隍庙脸,这样的脸,那样的脸,男人的脸,还有女人的脸。人生于世,皆有皮囊与面孔。光亮中的,阴影里的。真实的,虚假的。在上海街头,有 I am a wild dog, wandering the streets of the city, occasionally wearing a hall into the room, with an instinctive sense of smell, to find their own images. Time flows between the alleyways in Shanghai and everyone’s story is separated between seven and seven days. Those clips and moments because it is freeze frame, so there is the possibility of reorganization in the image. On Monday, I took to the streets ... Mon Monday, my Shanghai suffered various faces Shanghai, Temple of God, face, face, man’s face and woman’s face. Life, there are skins and faces. In the light, in the shadow. Real, false. There are streets in Shanghai