Before my grandmother left, I had almost no impression
on my great-grandfather. The only thing about the 228 Incident
I remember was my grandma took me to receive a 228 scholarship
when I was twenty. At that time, I asked her why could I
receive this money? However, she only gave me a smile without
answering my question. Six years later, on the Christmas
Eve, my grandma passed away while I was in Switzerland and
I therefore had no more chance to get the answer...
Afterwards, I found my grandma had written down her memory
about the 228 Incident, "the unforgettable February
28th." For me, it was an incredible
article because she had actually witnessed the scene and
searched for her father's dead body when she was 19. After
reading this, I think I can finally understand why she wouldn't
answer my question, but, still, I cannot imagine how many
sorrows were hidden behind her smile at that moment. I feel
remorse for making an ignorant remark...
My grandma seldom talked about his father, nevertheless,
we found that she actually missed her father deeply- we
found a "black box" in which she secretly collected
all her father's albums and publications and the newspaper
clippings about her father.
The work "Belle Époque" consists of all
documentation of my great-grandfather's life and the documentaries
about Taiwan in the 1940s. When I first time saw the propaganda
in the documentaries, I wondered if my great-grandfather
had viewed the society in the same way?
In creating this work, I found it was very challenging
to present the "Belle Époque" of my great-grandfather's
life, because however much I tried to demonstrate, the exquisite
exhibition was still far from representing his short but
colorful and meaningful life.