When I was in Congo, it was hard for me to go out and take photos of the people there. The tourism industry has yet to be developed and the Congolese are very sensitive to foreigners taking photographs. They fear that we want to exploit them by publicizing their miserable conditions.
In fact, my only desire is to raise awareness of these issues so that more people can care for the orphans and families suffering in poverty.
One day, we went with Benny (a Congolese-Canadian accompanying us) to the market. He went outside to buy grocery while we looked from inside the car. We saw a few street kids selling plastic bags for only about 1 cent each. This was their means of surviving. Suddenly, one of them noticed that I was looking at him. He then approached me to ask for money. We did not say a word but from looking at his eyes, I could sense his childhood innocence, which is sadly missing in most other street kids. In the end, I gave him a little snack. He held it firmly in his hands, as I held this experience firmly in my heart.
他的眼神（一）
在剛果的日子，每天都外出探訪和視察，卻不容易拍照，因為當地還未發展旅遊業，他們對外國人向他們拍照非常敏感，誤以為我們要暴露他們的艱難生活，或想對他們不利！
其實心中很想將剛果生活的實際情況帶回來，讓更多人可以關心當地貧苦家庭及孤兒。
一天，隨Benny到市場，他們下車買水果，我們只能留在車上，卻見到幾個街童留連穿插於買菜市民中，兜售膠袋，價錢很低，美元1仙，這是他們為生的一種方法。忽然，有一個街童留意到我正看著他，他用手勢向我表示要錢，我們無語溝通，我心中沒有一點討厭，看見他的眼神，沒有一般街童的詭詐，仍有一份孩子的童真，只是他真的沒有，想找一點幫助。最後只遞給他一點小吃，見他緊緊握在手，而我的心頭也一樣緊緊。
Photos by Violin. Lulumbashi, Democratic Republic of the Congo, 2014.
Photos by Violin. Lulumbashi, Democratic Republic of the Congo, 2014.