Before my grandmother left, I had almost no impression on my great-grandfather. The only thing about the 228 Incident I remember was my grandma took me to receive a 228 scholarship when I was twenty. At that time, I asked her why could I receive this money? However, she only gave me a smile without answering my question. Six years later, on the Christmas Eve, my grandma passed away while I was in Switzerland and I therefore had no more chance to get the answer...

Afterwards, I found my grandma had written down her memory about the 228 Incident, "the unforgettable February 28th." For me, it was an incredible article because she had actually witnessed the scene and searched for her father's dead body when she was 19. After reading this, I think I can finally understand why she wouldn't answer my question, but, still, I cannot imagine how many sorrows were hidden behind her smile at that moment. I feel remorse for making an ignorant remark...

My grandma seldom talked about his father, nevertheless, we found that she actually missed her father deeply- we found a "black box" in which she secretly collected all her father's albums and publications and the newspaper clippings about her father.

The work "Belle Époque" consists of all documentation of my great-grandfather's life and the documentaries about Taiwan in the 1940s. When I first time saw the propaganda in the documentaries, I wondered if my great-grandfather had viewed the society in the same way?

In creating this work, I found it was very challenging to present the "Belle Époque" of my great-grandfather's life, because however much I tried to demonstrate, the exquisite exhibition was still far from representing his short but colorful and meaningful life.