親愛的阿公 Dear Grandpa ▏作品理念 作品以阿公失智後的日常失序為出發點，拍攝那些荒謬、無奈，卻又真實存在於家庭照顧中的瞬間。失序的餅乾屑如同生活崩解後留下的痕跡，呈現疾病滲入日常後，家人之間混亂卻親密的關係。 ▏作品故事 阿公失智之後，日常逐漸失序，變得不可控制。 他會忘記事情、他會重複動作、他會重複詢問某件事，也會在某些瞬間製造出一種荒謬到令人發笑的場景。 這張照片拍攝於某天阿公坐在沙發上吃餅乾的片刻。趁著家人們都各自去洗澡、回房間休息時，阿公偷偷溜到客廳，打開他的蘇打餅乾偷吃。當我回到客廳時，他已經吃了半包，若無其事得坐在沙發上聽著他的日本演歌。被我逮得正著的他，一臉無辜詢問我要不要吃，完全沒意識到餅乾屑已經掉滿衣服。 那些散落在衣服上的餅乾屑，像一場發生在客廳角落的小型災難，我沒有拍阿公的臉，只拍下身體、手與滿身碎屑，因為我想紀錄的並不是阿公作為病人的樣子，而是失序如何悄悄滲進一個家的日常。 在照顧與陪伴之中，身為照顧者的家人，我們常常是先覺得荒謬、無奈，甚至有點好笑。也許正是在這些混亂、笨拙又難以收拾的瞬間裡，才最接近我們與家人相處的真實狀態。 ▏Concept Statement Taking the state of disorder everyday as the starting point after my grandfather developed dementia, this work captures moments that are absurd, helpless, yet genuinely present within family caregiving. Scattered cracker crumbs become traces of an unraveling life, revealing the chaotic yet intimate bonds of a family as illness seeps into the everyday. ▏Story Behind the Work After my grandfather developed dementia, everyday life gradually fell into disorder and became increasingly different to control. He forgets things, repeats certain actions, and asks the same questions again and again. At times, he even creates scenes so absurd that they become almost funny. This photograph was taken one day while he was sitting on the sofa eating crakers. While the rest of the family had gone to take showers or return to their rooms to rest, he quietly slipped into the living room and opened a pack of soda crackers. When I came back, he had already eaten half the pack. Sitting on the sofa as if nothing had happened, listening to his Japanese enka music, he looked at me innocently and asked if I wanted some. He had no idea that cracker crumbs were already scattered all over his clothes. I did not photograph his face. Instead, I focused only on his body, hands, and the crumbs covering him. The crumbs scattered across his clothes looked like a small disaster unfolding in the corner of the living room. What I wanted to record wasn't my grandfather as a patient, but the way disorder quietly seeps into the everyday life of a home. In the process of caregiving and companionship, we, as family members and caregivers, often encounter absurdity, helplessness, and even a strange sense of humor before sadness arrives. Perhaps it is in these chaotic, clumsy, and unmanageable moments that we come closest to the true state of being with family.
親愛的阿公 Dear Grandpa ▏作品理念 作品以阿公失智後的日常失序為出發點，拍攝那些荒謬、無奈，卻又真實存在於家庭照顧中的瞬間。失序的餅乾屑如同生活崩解後留下的痕跡，呈現疾病滲入日常後，家人之間混亂卻親密的關係。 ▏作品故事 阿公失智之後，日常逐漸失序，變得不可控制。 他會忘記事情、他會重複動作、他會重複詢問某件事，也會在某些瞬間製造出一種荒謬到令人發笑的場景。 這張照片拍攝於某天阿公坐在沙發上吃餅乾的片刻。趁著家人們都各自去洗澡、回房間休息時，阿公偷偷溜到客廳，打開他的蘇打餅乾偷吃。當我回到客廳時，他已經吃了半包，若無其事得坐在沙發上聽著他的日本演歌。被我逮得正著的他，一臉無辜詢問我要不要吃，完全沒意識到餅乾屑已經掉滿衣服。 那些散落在衣服上的餅乾屑，像一場發生在客廳角落的小型災難，我沒有拍阿公的臉，只拍下身體、手與滿身碎屑，因為我想紀錄的並不是阿公作為病人的樣子，而是失序如何悄悄滲進一個家的日常。 在照顧與陪伴之中，身為照顧者的家人，我們常常是先覺得荒謬、無奈，甚至有點好笑。也許正是在這些混亂、笨拙又難以收拾的瞬間裡，才最接近我們與家人相處的真實狀態。 ▏Concept Statement Taking the state of disorder everyday as the starting point after my grandfather developed dementia, this work captures moments that are absurd, helpless, yet genuinely present within family caregiving. Scattered cracker crumbs become traces of an unraveling life, revealing the chaotic yet intimate bonds of a family as illness seeps into the everyday. ▏Story Behind the Work After my grandfather developed dementia, everyday life gradually fell into disorder and became increasingly different to control. He forgets things, repeats certain actions, and asks the same questions again and again. At times, he even creates scenes so absurd that they become almost funny. This photograph was taken one day while he was sitting on the sofa eating crakers. While the rest of the family had gone to take showers or return to their rooms to rest, he quietly slipped into the living room and opened a pack of soda crackers. When I came back, he had already eaten half the pack. Sitting on the sofa as if nothing had happened, listening to his Japanese enka music, he looked at me innocently and asked if I wanted some. He had no idea that cracker crumbs were already scattered all over his clothes. I did not photograph his face. Instead, I focused only on his body, hands, and the crumbs covering him. The crumbs scattered across his clothes looked like a small disaster unfolding in the corner of the living room. What I wanted to record wasn't my grandfather as a patient, but the way disorder quietly seeps into the everyday life of a home. In the process of caregiving and companionship, we, as family members and caregivers, often encounter absurdity, helplessness, and even a strange sense of humor before sadness arrives. Perhaps it is in these chaotic, clumsy, and unmanageable moments that we come closest to the true state of being with family.