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14
Dec

Introducing The Roving Exhibit


It has been more than a month and a half since I embarked on what I have titled Shanghai Street Stories: The Roving Exhibit.

I have refrained from writing about the project, mainly because I needed to do a bit more legwork so as to thread together more coherent observations. So far, so good. But I am eager to introduce the project, the motivation behind it and logistics of the exhibit, which has been half the fun.

What the Roving Exhibit is about

The idea of a portable photo exhibit to showcase specifically in Shanghai’s old neighborhoods had been percolating in my head for over six months. The more I explored and photographed the lives and environs of Shanghai’s disappearing neighborhoods, the less I felt I knew.

Of all the people who had viewed and commented on the documentary work undertaken by my peers of Old Shanghai (you can learn more about them here), I was most curious about the opinions of the people we photographed.

The hope is that the photos will elicit a variety of responses (or lack thereof) and maybe go as far as to initiate casual conversations among residents on the spot. In the time that I have blogged and published Shanghai Street Stories, I have received constructive critiques about my photography – the textures, composition, style and subjects etc.

But for this travelling exhibit, what is it that the residents will notice most? The people? The buildings?  The style of photography? Will they recognize the neighbourhoods? How do they feel about it – nothing or everything?

How the exhibit came about

I was first inspired by a similar street exhibit started by Akshay Mahajan and Kapil Das, also behind the photo commune Blind Boys.org. They rallied photographers to post and share their work on public walls in major cities across India, including Mumbai, New Delhi and Bangalore.

Calling it “A Photographic Street Intervention”, the instructions were simple: gather at the announced location with your photos and double-sided tape and plaster away. The idea of “guerilla exhibition” is not new of course, but this particular movement has since evolved across borders from the Philippines to Paris.

I love the spontaneity and accessibility involved – bringing street photography to the street! However, I didn’t want the hassle of posting photos on public walls, disturbing someone’s property or worse, having them inevitably ripped down by the police. I wanted an enduring exhibit that could last for months. More importantly, I wanted to travel with my photos on my own time and schedule.

Logistics, the photo board and logistics …

I had contemplated several options. Plaster the photos to a foldable sheet of tarpaulin that I can carry around in a grocery bag. But that meant I had to find hooks to secure the tarpaulin sheet wherever I set up. Too bothersome.

While glancing through a Chinese photography magazine, I came across a team of young photographers in Guangzhou who had travelled in the city’s metros carrying photo boards as part of a travelling exhibit. I was immediately struck by its simplicity and mobility.

Finally, I modified the idea of having the photos printed directly on the board itself for easy carrying. Logistics wise, it has worked out. The board is a tad big for my small frame, but still manageable.

I’ve placed them on rickety chairs that I borrowed from anyone who will lend me, rested them against walls and even just flat on the floor. They’ve been available on sidewalks, in open-spaced shops and even in a make-shift parking lot.

The reactions on the other hand, have been a combination of the cliché and the unexpected. I look forward to sharing more next time.

18
Nov

Patrons of street art

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“What is this?”
“What does this all mean?”

Existential questions? Hardly. Just curious thoughts being blurted out, accompanied by some headscratching.

This past summer, I met with BrandFury and Grayson, Shanghai-based street artists on active demolition site – an acre of rubble - now sadly flatter than a panini.

Whipping out bags of spray paint, they began doodling. Chances were, the walls would be taken down in a matter of weeks.

We attracted a few individuals: the demolition company’s lady boss , a few construction workers and one or two migrant workers – all from Chongqing.

One gentleman in particular stood there for a long time, trying to make sense of it all. I gave him Grayson’s moleskin sketchbook, and watched him thumb through page after page of intricate designs destined for Shanghai’s walls.

Grayson’s work is mostly intricately sketched portraits and emblems with great detail and a very Australian aboriginal feel to it, You might have recognized it on Moganshan Lu (莫干山), a stretch of wall in Shanghai popular among graffiti artists.

“Do you have a favorite design?” I asked, watching the middle-aged man, mesmerized by the book. He hemmed and hawed, I could tell the designs were very alien to him.

Pressed for an answer, he stopped at a page and pointed at a design. A large diamond.

We smiled at each other.

July 2010

22
Sep

Our varying interpretations of Shanghai’s streets

I first met the artist Shannon Lee in a dreary Starbucks in a nondescript office building, taking a small break from our day-jobs as mild-mannered corporate executives (him, not me). He had seen my website and wanted to paint a few street scenes, and in general, photograph more of Shanghai’s old neighborhoods so as to interpret them through mediums he is most well-versed in: oils, pastels and charcoal.

What you see above is one of his pastels, something he had “put together quickly” as a response to one of my photographs. But I’ve too enjoyed many of his interpretations of his own photos and general explorations of the city and its people. I’ve also had the pleasure of going on a couple of photo walks with Shannon, each of us documenting our encounters differently, him on canvas and me via film.

I am constantly humbled by the people I’ve met, and in some cases, even collaborated with, through my photography and this blog. They include other photographers who have captured Shanghai’s streets so more brilliantly (whom you can read more about in Behind the Camera Interviews), intrepid writers (like Adam over at Shanghai Scrap) and artists of various mediums. I am not only inspired by their talent but their generosity (especially the multi-talented Katya, who is responsible for making this site available to readers in China), and for that, I thank all of you for your time and friendship.

This is not as obscure and random a post as you might think. I simply wanted to take the opportunity to thank you, the reader, for your attention and share with you the pool of talent telling stories through their mediums, each of us sharing a unique interpretation of Shanghai.

With that, the blog roll (on the right) is up and expanded. Cheers.

20
Apr

"Speak softly, but carry a big can of paint."

Wandering along the graffiti street on Moganshan Lu, I counted 4 wedding shoots, 3 model shoots, 2 motor bikers (preening and then roaring down the street) and 1 street artist.

His name is Tommy, an American responsible for a few masterpieces along the Moganshan Wall. I caught him just as he was finishing this giant blue … creature, fine-tuning shades and strokes, vibrancy and clarity.

The paint had barely dried when a pair of teenage girls wandered over to pose by it, flashing the ever ubiquitous V-sign next to pouting glossy lips.

Standing with his gear: a paint mask, step ladder, a wheelie bag filled with incriminating cans of sprays and a variety of nozzles, Tommy looked quite pleased with his deed for the day.

“We don’t do this to be famous,” he said at some point. 

It reminded me of what Banksy once said, “Speak softly, but carry a big can of paint.”

When he left, I stood at the same spot, capturing the flow of traffic past the wall. Some stared, most were oblivious. They’re too used to the color on that street. But isn’t that the beauty of it all.

“Imagine a city where graffiti wasn’t illegal, a city where everybody draw(s) whatever they liked. Where every street was awash(ed) with a million colours and little phrases. Where standing at a bus stop was never boring. A city that felt like a party where everyone was invited, not just the estate agents and barons of big business. Imagine a city like that and stop leaning against the wall – it’s wet. “ –  Banksy (Wall and Piece)

April 2010

18
Apr

The taxi rest stop

You could say that it’s one of the most colorful public toilets in Shanghai. That is if you can spot it amidst a long trail of graffiti winding along the curve of the road.

Located along Moganshan Lu (莫干山) by Shanghai’s art district, there is always a car or two pulled over on the side.  A man will emerge in mid-zip before climbing into his car.

It’s a popular spot for taxi drivers, even if the toilet shed may seem obscure to the careless passerby.

That afternoon, I found one of Shanghai’s latest fleet of Expo taxis, the Volkswagen Touran, parked by curb. Mr Xu was naturally puzzled to find me waiting for him when he emerged. Mid-zip, of course.

Tuns out, he has been driving this taxi for a few weeks and was proud of his new vehicle. “They pick drivers with the least complaints and the longest driving record,” he boasted.

On my first ride in the Touran, I learned that business was indeed much better than when he was driving his old Volkswagen Santana.

“Initially, nobody flagged me down. They didn’t realize I was actually a taxi!” he said, “But customers feel more secure in this car, and now everyone wants to ride in it!”

As I alighted to a cheery farewell and reminder to check all my belongings, I thought to myself that if the city had more new taxis, it would lift the spirits and inevitably improve the overall service of Shanghai’s taxi drivers.

Just then another taxi honked deafeningly as it swerved past me on a pedestrian crossing.

Maybe not.




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