The Bell’s Echo
Jason Guan opens up about the drive and method behind his photography flow.
“Three years ago I lost my father in China when I was 17. Then I came back to Vancouver soon after the funeral. Picking back up the camera everyday felt like the only escape from the memory. I was zoning out a lot at that time and I still am, lost in random thoughts.”
Burnt human silhouettes behind a bench, a flying mattress, a globe on a swing. Jason Guan’s photographs look playful but intense, at the edge between the magical and the absurd. His work is largely based on instinct, but he also writes about photography responding to the emptiness left by grief, and about the Buddhist temple’s bell at his father’s funeral, whose sound he hears echoing throughout his images.