Liu Huawen

In a wooden house on the Tibetan plateau, a woman from the city strives to maintain a “perfect life”. On the day of her departure from this land, she finally digs out her daughter’s wooden box and heads towards the Divine Tree. The house, which never knew tears, has fallen silent, emptied of all presence in the morning light.

In a wooden house on the Tibetan plateau, a woman from the city strives to maintain a “perfect life”. On the day of her departure from this land, she finally digs out her daughter’s wooden box and heads towards the Divine Tree. The house, which never knew tears, has fallen silent, emptied of all presence in the morning light.