I shook the box every time I arrived at the studio. I shook it to see if they were still tightly holding to each other, how much particles would fall from them, and with which posture they would posses that day.
The box was an enclosed space, and the two items had a connection within the space since escaping from the box was not an option. Even though the flower was picked by Shaore, my 3-year-old son at the time, and the branch was given to us by a neighbor who saw Shaore holding the flower that afternoon, the accidental encounter was only the beginning of a little story which probably wouldn't matter to anyone.
During the two or three months period before they dried out, I photographed them each week. The only thing I could say was that even though the space was tiny, they still developed possibilities. Judging by the way they hold each other you might notice that they have been dancing forever.
-Chih-Chien Wang