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      一个荒废已久的blog,在这无限的虚拟世界里一个小角落,静静地蹲着。当初它是学校功课的原因而开启的,现在学期早已结束,然后这名不见经传的小blog也就更加无人光顾了。

      但我好奇,怎么时时有那零星的三五个viewers。其实到底是什么人呢?

” Hello~~” ——-我猜你们大概都会看得懂中文,对嘛?

       对于网上日记,本人一向执拗地心存偏见。这是如何怪异的东西啊?这半正式的文章,充斥着种种暧昧与矛盾:严肃权威与信口雌黄的冲突,公开与遮掩扭捏,个人意见与大众说理的混淆……反正,就正如我自己,我对博客不屑,但我现在又花时间心血来打理;我有时不知道自己到底想说什么,但头一热就能劈里啪啦地在上面吹了一大通;有时我拿自己写东西不当一回事,有时是读者不当它是一回事…

          However,事实上,blog的确是为我们这种平民提供了发声音的平台,what is more important,打文章是不用纳税的嘞~~ 我常常在遇到好的东西的时候,例如好的观点,想法,文章或电影,便无限热切地希望能与其他人分享它们的好。美丽的思想文化不为人知,恶俗低级文化却大行其道—–这是当今网络让人失望地方。“对读者有益”,这便是我对这个blog的期望,以及这个blog存在的价值了。I will try my best to make it better. 请继续关注。谢谢。

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“ The Wall”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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I didn’t quite get a chance to watch this film by Miranda July. But just watching a few clips form it—the language of poetry in daily life

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Howls!

                The Morris and the Helen Belkin Art Gallery is hosting a photography exhibition of   a group of arising contemporary artists in china, ” Action—Camera: Beijing Performance Photography, ” from Janoury 16 to April 19, 2009.  The majority of the photographs were initially created to document the performance practice.  But surprisingly, the photographs now seem able  to survive themselve  form  substitutes for an extended time-base narrative.

                 This exhibition is curated by Keith Wallace and it is intended to “explores an aspect of performance art that is prominent in mainland China and in particular, Beijing,and to examine the trajectory form of the discreet underground performance art community of Beijing in the 90s to a currently international recognition.

           That is the official exhibition statement of the Gallery.  As a spectator with particular Chinese  culture background,  I have a very different interpretation and experience of  this exhibition. What these powerful works speak to me are not so much about performance art in a western sense, not so much about the celebrating fact of these Chinese artists are gaining more international recognition. Even though, they wear the same title ” , Chinese performance art in fact bears little resemblance with the one in a western art sense. Contemporary or conceptual art is rarely risen to  a celebrating and valuable  status in Chinese society as in Canada. Art and performance art, in Chinese real life, has been misinterpreted, over-looked and overshadowed by other dominate social values.    

                I entered the gallery space for my first visit to an exhibition of Chinese artists in Canada. I was confronting these compelling photographs, i heard howls!! A realm of visual howls!  Howl for human condition, howl for self-identity frustration, howl for social change, howl for a culture that is losing itself… The technological issue that many of the photographs are staged, scenario, and may be modified with photo shop manipulation becomes very insignificance. What matters, or what  becomes more important is that the photographs now metamorphose themselves to independent, powerful art works. And most of these art works are not limiting themselves within the categories of  aesthetic and sentimental. Instead they embodied with loads of social, political, cultural, and spiritual significance. Some works are addressing sensitive social  problem that has been long neglected by the  commercialized country. Some of works speak for the marginalized grounps’ condition, such as the gay people, people with mental illness, the lower labor workers in the big cities, the “freaks” whose behaviors go against the main stream… 

         Surprisingly, the re-enact, staged, or scenario nature of these photographs not only sustains an authentic and honest representation of the reality, also  it successfully captivates the audience’s attention with its dramatic,symbiotic,  and aesthetic effects.  The number of the works in this exhibition is not very great, yet the exhibition provokes multiple and universal thoughts to the scioety and we as a human being. 

             I  am glad that the works can escape form the rigid political atmosphere in china, and are able to make their voice  in Vancouver.This is specially significance for me, because i probably will not able to see such an exhibition if i am in china.  on the other hand,  Vancouver is such multicultural city with a great number of chinese immigrants.  Chinese is part of their identity . These works speak to me, cause i have background knowledge of them, and also i care about what happen there, my other home.

           I am not sure if the exhibition can make much sense for those who have little relevant knowledge about the context. but hopefully, it can somewhat provide reference or any inspiration to the people live  here. The world is not flat, and everything is related.

          Finally, the post is not so much critical review about the exhibition, but more  a personal journey. Even though i didn’t interact with the works the way the curator expects, i am glad to see such an exhibition got realized here. From the exhibition, i hope the artist community in china grow stronger and produce more and more powerful works for a better country. i wish i can be part of it.

          

There is one work by He Chengyao: 99 Needles (2002) was conceived in response to her mother’s struggle with mental illness, a disability that has been neglected and prejudiced. in the memory of the artist, it is her mother’s miserable,desperate resorting for cure… (This the “needle cure” she once had. after she had herself photographed after the procedure, she  fainted)   99-needles-2002-by-he-chengyao1

Dropping A Han Dynasty (1995) by Ai Weiwei, an ironic encountering with chinese obession with its glorified history, and its fear of the destruction and any radical change of social values.dropping-a-han-dynasty-urn-1995

Follow Meby wang qingsong
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JUST FOR YOUR ENJOY

Remember the video we watched in the DIVA class the other day? It
shows a man laying on the lawn at his yard, than the camera zooms out, zooms out, zooms out zooms out…..( then goes back to him)…. zooms in zooms in zooms in zooms in….

Isn’t that amazing!!

so, what it say about the world? no, there is no such thing as this world or that world , there is just infinity.
Infinite Large. Infinite Small—- Infinity in time and space.

then I couldn’t help to wonder what our temporal existence means?

” Dear friend, I don’t know… I really don’t know…
you just look at the sky…”

 

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2. Cats (with song : the Phantom of the Opera)

3. coming to vancouver! yea~~

“…… The documentary film-maker is also faced, of course, with the problem of intensifying his scenes, building and reaching a climax. Without resorting to the devices inherent in plot structure, he must emphasize his material and achieve his intensification, not by falsifying life, “souping up” the ingredients to create dramatic incidents, superimposing preconceived notions of actuality, or introducing extraneous happenings to liven things up, but by seeing the truth in people, in the things they do and in the lives they lead, and by reacting strongly to this, feeling vividly about it and portraying it honestly.

On this score there is no difference between the story filmmaker and documentary film maker—–they must both seek truth, the one through imagination, the other through recognition. In both cases, their skill depends on observation and understand……”

——“The Film-maker’s Art”

As we are enjoying  countless  successful commercial movies/TV series, we have been somehow  implanted a mode of how to be  interested, amused, surprised, or satisfied  by the media. We have been so accustomed comfortable with being entertained by the well-designed story plot  that  we   impose ourselves a certain system of anticipation and engagement: “15 minutes before it reveals who is the murderer, we need to be misled; or, she must get cancer ( brain cancer ‘s good), then we all need to worry that he is gonna to lose her;  at the end of the story,  he needs to be outstanding, brilliant, not just ok. ..Otherwise , no suspension, no symphaty, no drama, we would be satisfied !

Drama ! Drama ! We all love drama!  We need drama to beat the boredom and get excited!

But, as a matter of fact, the greatest drama doesn’t come from the fictions, it comes from the real people, real  life. But,  ironically, not like many stories of mainstream culture,   death always sells to create engagement and tension, for many real people in real life , death is never a drama,  everyday survival is.

Still,  drama for us can mostly server  as a little  piece of  appertizer,  as we  lay ourselves bored on the coach  in front of the television.

salaam-bambay( A Shot from the film ” Salaam Bombay”)