Qi Xun frame, who once worked as a commercial photographer in a big city, suffered a serious setback in his career and dragged his suitcase back to the old streets of a small town at the foot of the snow-capped mountains in northern Xinjiang.
Faded photographic paper, old darkroom, Elaeagnus flowers and the wind coming from the river valley.
Breaking free from the constraints of precise parameters, he slowly stitched together his broken life between old films, fireworks on old streets, and the snowy peaks of Bogda. There is no grand redemption, only day after day, on the edge of paper and light, learning to reconcile with yourself again.
Purpose: Accept the imperfections of life, complete self-reconciliation in ordinary daily life, and slowly let go of past regrets.
