My parents live in a mountain village, whose name is like a spell and is unknown to the outsiders. Here, my father is walking towards the end of his life. The shadow of death shows another aspect of life. The dead family members reunite with the living ones. When death comes, the body as a container gradually opens, and the gate of a synesthesia world opens.
Zhang Ping, writer, artist and director, born in 1978, based in Beijing. She lived in Tibet for 12 years.
I found an interesting thing: I could not tell the name of our village in our dialect. For many years, the outsiders did not know about the village we mentioned. This village, standing alone in the world, is full of green even in winter. The daily life of my parents that I see and cannot see and the glimmers of the history scattered in the present had a meaning.