我是 Willy Qian，目前生活在东南亚,

       早年入行时我痴迷于商业广告的精美形式,经过十多年的沉淀,我更喜欢通过阅读和观察,了解自己的环境和这个世界.并用镜头记录和捕捉人文.纪实以及一些事件.

       我很清楚,一名摄影师的拍摄内容和偏好,极大程度上取决于他脑袋里装着的东西,照片只是他的思考和关心在图像上的呈现.这也是为什么许多人痴迷于摄影,因为它给了我们除了语言外的多一种表达方式.这种表达,它有时候很个人化,因为它不需要读者一定读懂.正如画家画画,仅仅因为他想画,可以不需要他人的回应和评价.

       多年来，我从一个认为世界充满阳光和正义,对自己充满盲目自信的小少年,逐渐成长为对世间事物有了更深刻思考的成人,是相机镜头和工作带给我更多机会去到我原本可能不会去的地方,体验原本可能体验不到的他人的生活环境,在拍摄和观看的同时,我也尝试将自己置身于社会的不同阶层,去思考,他们对自己的生活有着什么样的感受,从他们的角度又是如何理解生命和世界的.

      同时,我要感谢我的顾客们,是他们派给我各种拍摄任务,让我总是有机会通过有限的眼睛和思维去尽可能收集到更多关于这个世界的人和物所留下的印记和画面,让我在拓展眼界和认知的同时,也让我们共同享受视觉带来的价值和愉悦.给予我们一些物质以外的精神供养.

      那些正在发生的日常,无足轻重的画面, 日后可能是人们记忆中最深刻的怀念.正如有一次我看着孩子在家门口的路道山玩耍时,眼前的画面,阳光,微风,空气尘土和路边植物混杂的味道,腾的一下,将我带回到儿童时期的家乡村庄.那种深值在人们记忆中的感受,几乎是不可复制的,也从某种程度证明, 人,作为一种意识动物,终究是孤独的. 没有人能够读懂另一个的每一个瞬间的感受,每个人也就不可能对他人的一生全然的感同身受.

I’m Willy Qian, a photographer from China, currently living in Southeast Asia.

      When I first entered the profession, I was fascinated by the polished aesthetics and visual perfection of commercial advertising. After more than a decade of working with photography, I have gradually come to appreciate something else: reading, observing, understanding the environment around me, and trying to understand the world through what I see. I use the camera to record and capture people, cultures, everyday realities, and events as they unfold.

      I have come to understand that what a photographer chooses to photograph—and what they are drawn to—is shaped to a great extent by what they carry in their mind. A photograph is often nothing more than a visual manifestation of what a person thinks about, notices, and cares about.

       Perhaps this is also why so many of us become fascinated by photography. It gives us another language beyond words—a way of expressing something that does not necessarily need to be explained or understood by others. Sometimes that expression is deeply personal. A photographer can make an image simply because they feel compelled to make it, without needing an audience, a response, or an explanation. Much like a painter who paints simply because there is something within them that wants to be painted.                       

      Over the years, I have grown from a young man who believed the world was full of sunshine and justice, and who carried an almost unquestioning confidence in himself, into a middle-aged man with a family of his own.

      The camera, and the work that comes with it, have taken me to places I might otherwise never have visited. They have allowed me to experience fragments of lives and environments that I might never have encountered. While photographing and observing, I have also tried to place myself, as much as I can, among different layers of society—to consider how people feel about the lives they live, and how the world and the meaning of life might look from where they stand.

      I am also deeply grateful to my clients. Their assignments have continually given me reasons to go somewhere, meet someone, look closer, and see something I might otherwise have missed. Through the limited lens of my own eyes and mind, I try to gather as many traces of this world as I can—people, places, objects, gestures, and fleeting moments.

      In doing so, photography has expanded not only my field of vision, but also my understanding of the world. And perhaps, along the way, we have both been able to share in the value and pleasure that images can bring—something beyond material things, a small form of nourishment for the mind and spirit.

      The ordinary moments happening around us every day, the seemingly insignificant scenes that pass without notice, may one day become some of the deepest memories we carry.

remember once watching my child playing near our home. The light, the breeze, the dust in the air, and the mixed scent of the earth and plants along the roadside suddenly brought me back to the village of my childhood.For a brief moment, the present and the past seemed to overlap.

That sensation, buried so deeply within memory, is almost impossible to reproduce. Perhaps this is one of the things that photography makes me understand: human beings, as conscious beings, are ultimately alone. No one can ever fully enter another person's experience or understand every moment of another life.

     We can photograph a moment.

     We can remember a moment.

     But we can never completely live another person's life.

     And perhaps that is why we keep looking, keep photographing, and keep trying to leave something behind.