Since my grandfather passed away almost ten years ago, laolao has insisted on living by her own, she resents the idea of burdening her 4 children. But she resents even more the idea of a care home. So with her savings and pension, she’s rented apartments, lived in a basement, had a balcony makeover into a studio in my uncles old flat, just so she could maintain an independent lifestyle and follow her own schedule. She had to compromise though as she got older, and eventually moved back with my uncle and his wife, where she claimed a bedroom that was unoccupied as their children came of age and left home. Although living together under the same roof, my laolao managed to take care of herself without much help from others. To keep her in reach with the rest of her three kids, my mum gave her a tiny iphone 4 which was once mine a long time ago. She was delighted to be handed such a high tech item, and used it with great care. Still, being illiterate, her main way of navigating the phone and its function is often limited to simply picking up phone calls, and sometimes, accidentally declining it. And perhaps also by accident, she discovered another function of the phone - the camera. These photos are a archive of the accidental pictures laolao has taken, which I later retrieved through her phone. Often blurry, repetitive and badly composed, there’s no way of knowing if she had taken the pictures consciously or without knowing. Nevertheless, they provided me with a glimpse into her life, how she takes care of herself, they way she took care of two generations of her offsprings; how she entertains, how she interacts with the people and the world around her, and sometimes, how she endures the loneliness.