Lin Jing-Yan

霧中

Tung-yen Chou

Lin Jing-Yan, Chen Hsin-hung

In a dim room filled with steam and mist, blurred figures of men are sipping the desire and loneliness from each other. You seem to have entered a forbidden zone and fallen into a state between dreaming and being awake, gazing at someone and also being gazed by them.