At the age of 28, I left Taiwan to live the life far away from "home", which I once yearned for. I ever felt whenever I went back to the land it would be still my hometown. After travelling between Taiwan and other places time and time again and along with the growth of the age, I gradually saw the entanglement between the previous generation. My father was Hakka, and his family always spoke the Hakka dialect that I didn't understand. My mother's family were Tianjinese who withdrew from the mainland to Taiwan in the early years. We rarely gathered together with her relatives except on the particular holiday since she passed away.
However, it might be impossible for me to escape from the reality that the term "home" gradually grew into "family”. Every time I came back to Taiwan I felt strange. The contradictions of the previous generation continued to influence me. So I photographed and sought for my family things, looking for proof that my family existed, which I called the "Legacy". It was also to look for my own space in the family.