In a fortuitous afternoon, by seeing some banners, some tents, some furniture, some artistic works, and some happy people, I fell in love with Queen’s Pier. Even having been worked as a journalist for long, I still couldn’t help asking myself whether these ordinary people protecting for a public space were out of idle or not, whether it was still happening in Hong Kong. If it was so, I thought Hong Kong could be rescued.
On the other day, I still thought about this when I was sleeping at night, and somehow I was touched, and so I carried my 4×5 camera to the Pier in the afternoon, taking and giving photos for every of those remained. It was like another world here, only in several weeks it had given an unforgettable memory to my life. I took those photos at will, and they were too sentimental. Some friends took better and more complete pictures than I did. Therefore I just hope to share this accidental, beautiful memory with you via this publication.
Did I shed tears for her disappearance? Yes, on that day when clearing operation took place, I received a caring SMS from an ex-lover who had been with me for long, saying that the situation at Queen’s Pier was chaotic, asking if I was fine, reminding me to take care.
I believe that the social movement of Queen’s Pier will exert sweeping impact on government’s future conservation policy. Gratitude to all of you.