This is about a fictional childhood before we had met. It is kept inside a box resting on the top of mama's wardrobe – dearly treasured but gradually forgotten." Relative to the intensively pressurized state of 'Here and Now' in which a day is passed and not knowing the next day that follows, a personal history appears to be more realistically tangible. Vivian Poon borrowed a pack of childhood photographs from her friends, these private images and personal memories have been, through the switch of space and time over a period of twenty years, tinged somewhat in yellow denoting the passage of times. While she painted with her hands, her mind was depicting about episodes that lie beyond what is told in the photographs, like whom the leisurely sitting was shared, the tune that was being hummed or whom a quarrel had been once triggered. What had also been transpired was the happiness associated with the fragments of daily lives that constituted the entity a fictional childhood. Between the lips and brows on these round plum faces are perhaps already the signs that leak discretely the prelude that takes one form childhood to maturity'