He believes photography is the only way for him to feel his own existence. It fills up the emptiness in time and soul of his life. He rediscovers and reinvents himself, one picture at a time. it is, perhaps, the reason why he keeps taking pictures.
Back in 2002, a robbery happened when Hang worked as a escort. His neck was cut and the right carotid artery was bleeding heavily. Fortunately, he escaped from the hand of death, but the anxiety remains in his subconscious and pictures ever seen. He deeply believes photography is not about prettifying an object. Neither does it clones the reality as it is. He thinks every camera has its limitation and one may not see the subject fully when he/she takes the picture. To him, photography is the art halfway between coming across a subject and recreating the reality.
