音响如水，轻声细语，心灵共鸣。中田春平试衣间

　　I picked up trash, put it on 16mm film, and exposed a ray of light. Turning on the projector switch, the trash shadows danced. I threw away my deeply scarred memory. Nevertheless, I collected the memory pieces again and animated the shadow. Maybe trash is something that is no longer interesting. 　　源自：https://siwff.or.kr/eng/addon/00000001/program_view.asp?m_idx=103712&QueryYear=2... (展开全部)