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悬停的瞬间 The Moment of Hovering — 2025

作品位置：深圳 - 第十届深港城市/建筑双城双年展
 LOCATION：SHENZHEN-BI-CITY BIENNALE  OF  URBANISM/ARCHITECTURE

不锈钢、 LED           |         高度  250cm
Stainless steel |  LED  


这座由透明树脂制成的电话亭，像一块凝固的冰块放置在空间里。亭身保留着电话亭的经典轮廓，却拒绝所有真实的进入——树脂表面那些看似门缝的细线，实则是光线精心伪装的裂痕。内部，一个透明发光的人物雕塑永恒地站在凝固的空间中，永远举着那台等待接通的电话听筒，一切想说的话停留在电话忙音的一声声播放中。 我们试图作为旁观者，透过模糊的水汽，观察厅内冻结的人物，将零碎的记忆拼凑成一段故事，却忘了何时也变成了这段故事的参与者，成为城市集体潜意识的造影。电话亭外部镌刻着一段发光的文字。

《给所有悬停的瞬间》  
 
第7通未拨出的道歉  
第23次咽回的表白  
第108句消散的“再见”  
当沉默成为最后的礼物  
「所有未说出口的话，终将成为支撑我们的骨骼」文字在雕琢中逐渐沁入树脂，如同沉默渗入灵魂的肌理。



This telephone booth, crafted from transparent resin, sits in the space like a frozen block of ice. It retains the classic silhouette of a phone booth yet denies any real entry—the fine lines on the resin surface that resemble door seams are, in fact, carefully disguised cracks of light. Inside, a transparent, glowing figure stands eternally in the solidified space, forever holding the telephone receiver in anticipation of a connection. All unspoken words linger in the endless playback of the dial tone.

As observers, we try to peer through the blurred condensation, observing the frozen figure inside, piecing together fragmented memories into a story. Yet we forget that at some point, we too have become participants in this narrative, developing into a projection of the city's collective subconscious. On the exterior of the phone booth, a glowing inscription is etched.

《To All the Moments of Hovering》

The 7th apology left undialed  
The 23rd confession swallowed back  
The 108th "goodbye" that faded away  
When silence becomes the final gift  

"All the unspoken words will eventually become the bones that support us."  
The text gradually seeps into the resin as it is carved, much like silence permeating the fabric of the soul.