The firefly — a faint light that blinks on and off in the dark, gone in an instant. Lo Chan Peng chooses this image to carry the question to the most delicate edge of existence.

If "Lumière" faced vast loss and the matter of life and death, "Firefly" handles something lighter, and no less difficult to grasp: those brief, faint, ungraspable flickers that nonetheless truly existed. They belong neither to the clearly visible reality of day nor wholly to the dark; they blink between the two, like a signal from another world.

Within Lo's recent opening toward the spiritual and the existential, the firefly is a metaphor for how truth appears: truth is often not the constant thing that can be firmly held, but more like that flickering light — you can recognise it only in the instant it appears, and cannot make it stay. Whether one can, in the midst of darkness, trust that the brief flash was indeed real — this, perhaps, is the gentlest question of this phase of his work.