Last year, 2006, I planned to go to China to take pictures at Nine Villages Valley (Jiuzhaigou) and Yellow Dragon (HuangLong), I had a plan in my mind before I even landed in China. I would fly to Beijing to meet up with one of my friends whom I knew from the 2004 trip I went to China and then the two of us would travel together. I wouldn’t even mind to pay for all the transportation expenses because spending US dollars is really an enjoyment there. Nevertheless, as soon as I landed in Beijing’s airport, I learned a bad news: my friend couldn’t come with me, he had to work during that period of time. I was doomed. I really didn’t quite know what to do. Was I going to go on this trip by myself alone? Was I ready to go on a trip to such remote places just by myself? I really reluctant to do so. I had been to both Nine Villages Valley and Yellow Dragon once in year 2004 and I knew it was not an easy task. I really……….
On the other hand, I had no choice. I departed Beijing and stepped onto a trip of unknown. I was not in a good spirit nor mood just by contemplating the idea of going alone. I arrived in the Nine Village Valley in one piece and was glade about it. I even found my way into a hotel, had a good night sleep. The second morning I woke up very early at around 5:00am because I wanted to get into the valley as early as possible. I didn’t want to lose the dawn light. As I heard, the Valley would be opened at 7:00am so I made sure I was the first one there at the gate and tried to get the ticket. I waited and waited and waited. There wasn’t anyone and it was 7:40am already. I was losing the dawn light so as my patient. I started to look around and tried to find someone to ask what’s going on. Then I saw four young foreigners walked into the ticket booth. Immediately I could tell they are photographers because all of them were carrying big backpacks and tripods on their back. At this moment, one of them (Adam, later I learned.) was complaining something like “this jacket is heavy, it’s filthy, it’s dirty ………..”, then the other one (Simon) was talking back to him as “Oh, shut up, at least it keeps you warm!” I was bored and just tried to get to talk to someone to kill sometime, so I intercepted by saying “That’s a good point!” Suddenly, all eight eye balls were beaming at me and one of the people asked “You speak English?” I replied in a cautious voice “Yeees.” Another question shot up: “Do you speak Chinese?” I replied again in a cautious voice “Yeeeeees!” Then at least two of them pointed at me and said “We like you!!!” There was a moment of silence and then we all burst into laugh together. It was an unbelievable incidence and became one of my best photo-taking trips I have ever been onto.
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| Mario, Adam, Simon, Kuan-Tung |
Mario, Adam, Simon, Kuan-Tung |
Things turned out that they were students from one of the very prestigious institutes in photography, Brooks Institute of Photography, and they were on their trip to accomplish a project. They didn’t speak any Chinese, couldn’t read any Chinese, of course. On the other hand, I need a partner or partners so that I could make my photo-taking trip easier and the four of us get along perfectly. (One of them left the group the second day to pursue her own project.) I helped them out from arranging transportations, looking for a hotel to stay, negotiating a price on anything they intended to buy, and even ordering food for them so that they could have a decent meal without been robbed. For them, they just been a good company to me. And of course, being foreigners in a remote place without knowing the language or anything, they made themselves a great deal of laughter for me. At one point of time, I had to warn myself stop laughing this hard, otherwise, the blood vessels in my brain might explode. They changed their schedule slightly to accommodate my schedule, I modified my plan slightly to fit into their plan, and we sticked with each other together for the next twelve days till my air plane was ready to take off. It was precious memories.
Last weekend, 4/14/07, was the time they debut their accomplishment of their project conducted in China, a sixteen-student-project. There was a DVD video first presented in Lobero Theatre and then an exhibition at Brooks Institute Cota Street Gallery. I was honored to be invited to attend these events. Since Brooks Institute is located in Santa Barbara, I had to drive 300 miles to go down there from where, Cupertino, I am on Saturday and then another 300 miles trip back on Sunday. It was tiresome but well worth while. I have to say these students did a great job, not just those images they took but also the way they put everything together and present them. Many people participated this event and there is going to be another run coming on 4/21/07 at Brooks Screening Room, 5301 North Ventura Avenue, Ventura, CA at 7 pm. If you are located close to L.A. area and interested in photography, I would strongly recommend you to go.
If, however, you are far from L.A. area, here is the web site for their project, enjoy the ride:
http://documentary.brooks.edu/china/index.html