Home Kong

About

Hong Kong is my hometown—the place where I grew up, shaped my identity, and built my memories.

After leaving for two years and returning, I find myself caught in a paradox. The city appears unchanged at first glance, yet subtle shifts reveal themselves over time. Some landscapes remain the same, yet my perception of them has been duplicated, altered by distance and nostalgia.

Childhood places have been replaced, leaving behind only echoes of what once was.

This black-and-white photo series captures the sensation of déjà vu—of returning to a place that feels both intimately familiar and strangely distant. Through monochrome imagery, I explore the tension between memory and reality, permanence and transformation, and the feeling of belonging to a place that no longer feels entirely like home.

Hong Kong, once a constant, now exists in two versions: the city I remember and the city that exists today. In this in-between space, I find myself a familiar stranger.

Home Kong

Home Kong

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Home Kong

About

Hong Kong is my hometown—the place where I grew up, shaped my identity, and built my memories.

After leaving for two years and returning, I find myself caught in a paradox. The city appears unchanged at first glance, yet subtle shifts reveal themselves over time. Some landscapes remain the same, yet my perception of them has been duplicated, altered by distance and nostalgia.

Childhood places have been replaced, leaving behind only echoes of what once was.

This black-and-white photo series captures the sensation of déjà vu—of returning to a place that feels both intimately familiar and strangely distant. Through monochrome imagery, I explore the tension between memory and reality, permanence and transformation, and the feeling of belonging to a place that no longer feels entirely like home.

Hong Kong, once a constant, now exists in two versions: the city I remember and the city that exists today. In this in-between space, I find myself a familiar stranger.

Home Kong

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