The Lost Way (2011)

We are only passing through this world, says Chaosheng Lu. We search for a place of our own, but for the most part lack direction. His apparently faulty, often blurred photos are the translation of the confusion that he feels. He identifies with the famous lament, ‘like a fly behind a window, I can see the future, but I can not find my way out.’ Ultimately, says Lu, he is still a little lost boy.