Jia Hao

My country has one of the most stringent quarantine policies in the world during the global spread of Covid-19. My city was quarantined, and the local authorities required residents to remain indoors for at least fourteen days. Since I am a quiet person, I thought it was appropriate for me at the moment.

After three days of living by myself, feelings of anxiety and fear became increasingly prevalent in my mind. It was evident that life's basics were becoming increasingly scarce as time passed, and no one knew where to get them or when to resume normal living.

To overcome my emotional despair, I tried to concentrate more on myself and less on the outer world. My life over the past thirty years flashed before my eyes like a fast-paced film. I am pursuing my degree overseas, operating a small business in my city, and participating in other activities. I took numerous photographs of those unforgettable events, but I neglected my inner emotions and my body's steady transformation.

My work documents the emotional stress and physical discomfort I experienced as a woman living alone. I feel that some women of the same age as me also experience comparable mental concerns, such as age and gender anxiety. Similar to how the water faucet appears clear through my lens, ladies tend to have a clear perception of exterior things. In the meanwhile, I use photographies with paper materials that I cut from abandoned magazine mixed together to suggest that women frequently suffer an uncertain, difficult-to-express sense of self.