Red barn. As I grew up in Hong Kong, this was never a topic of "interest" in school. It simply didn't exist in the curriculum, nor had I seen one in my childhood.
Everytime I drive/walk by a red barn I cannot resist but stop and stare at it for a good long while. And ever since I become a photographer, the red barn has been the target of a minor obsession.
Why is it red? What does it look like inside? Where are the animals?
Not only do I discover the existence of red barn, I discover the inner child in me.
