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Chris Jordan - Midway
“On one of the remotest islands on our planet, tens of thousands of baby albatrosses lie dead on the ground, their bodies filled with plastic from the Pacific Garbage Patch. Returning to the island over several years, our team is witnessing the cycles of life and death of these birds as a multi-layered metaphor for our times.”
A wonderful work by Chris Jordan
More info on the upcoming film www.midwayjourney.com
Thomas Wieland - City River
The Bavarian capital of Munich, Germany, is located on the river Isar which crosses the city at a length of 13.7 km. Up until the end of the 19th century, the river was an important trade route supplying the growing city with timber, chalk, and other goods. In addition, it provided freshwater and water power.
Today, the Isar is of little economic importance for the city. Instead it serves as Munich’s largest area for recreation. The Munich people intensively use the river for leisure activities.
Although the Isar was canalized and its banks were fixed during the 19th century, large sections of the river convey an impression of “wilderness” that is quite exceptional for an urban landscape. This is due to the particular geology of the Munich area as well as a public initiative started 2000 to “re-naturalize” the Isar.
City River is my ongoing exploration of the meaning of “wilderness” in the context of an urban landscape that has been used and rebuilt by humans for many centuries. I am interested in the intersection of nature and culture and how people experience it. All photographs are taken within the city limits.
Zhang Kechun - The Yellow River
The Yellow River Surging Northward Rumblingly
Saying that it is a song might have been a popular joke.
Saying that it is our mother river or the root of soul might have been a deliberate oblivion.
Indulging ourselves in the turbulent pleasures of modernized world day after day, we might have put the winding river out of mind, and would not like to give any more calm gaze on it, even a second.
It is a river! No matter if it meanders or goes forward straight; if it’s swelling or dry; if it flows rapidly or slowly; if it’s lively or tranquil; if it’s majestic or elegant; if it’s simple or magnificent; if it possesses brightness or dark; if it’s colorful or gloomy; if it’s only an imagination and reality, it always embraces people’s life and fate, joy and sorrow, faith and hesitance.
Then I determined to go and follow its pace, with all my courage and my only presentable tool — a large-format camera. That is my implicit expression. I have the knowledge that mountains and rivers are nothing a photographer may properly comment on, and behaviors like growling, making a bold pledge or a plaintive complaint on the presence of such an eternal being may look inappropriate. Now, it’s the moment that I must wake up my silent soul to quietly keep watch on it flowing for seasons, to stare at it through this journey, to drink a toast to it , to sing a song for it , and to have a sleep beside it.
Who is keeping watching on whom? Who is wrapped with the flow with whom? While be alive, we all go by with time. But we are still here, and we may have a better consideration on the future after having a look at the past and the present with heart.
In such a noisy world, perhaps nothing better than a fresh and simple ballad to praise its original noble color, its legendary past and present, and its inexhaustibility of drifting from place to place…
Carrying out this photograph project is because of the inspiration after reading the novel River of the North written by Zhang chengzhi。Attracted by the powerful words in this novel, I decided to take a walk along the Yellow River to experience and feel the father-like broad and wide brought from this river, so that I could find the root of my soul .while along the way, the river from my mind was inundated by the stream of reality. The river which once was full of legends had gone and disappeared. That is kind of my profound pessimism. Nevertheless, as a vast country with a long history, its future is always bright. There is a descent in the matrix; there is her own nutrition to feed her babies; there is the power of creation to cultivate them strongly. The weak moaning finally will be drowned by the shout for joy. From this point of view, it seems, all shall be optimistic.
