Baseco Shanghai regularly screens unheard of documentaries and movies. The last screening was of Shutka Book of Records, a documentary about the weird and quirky residents of Shutka, a Macedonian village built on the former city dump area. We organized a small fundraising for Médecins sans Frontières (Doctors without borders) during the screening. Considering Aleppo has no functioning hospitals, it […]Read more "“A small band aid on a gaping wound”"
I’m usually woken up by the frantic traffic on Zhaojiabang Road. Or the white, smoggy glow emanating from Shanghai’s early autumn sky. I can only recall 4 words when I fumbled out from under the covers that morning. Attacks. Paris. Deaths. Call. My phone was blowing up with notifications. In French, English. Deaths. Terrorists. Bataclan. […]Read more "Nine Thousand Kilometers"
D’habitude, c’est la circulation incessante de la Zhaojiabang road qui me réveille. Ou la lueur blanchâtre du début d’automne pollué à Shanghai. Ce matin là, ce ne sont que de quatre mots dont je me souviens : attentats. Paris. Morts. Appelle. La liste de notifications sur mon téléphone n’en finissait pas. Anglais, Français. Morts. Attentats. […]Read more "Neuf mille kilomètres"
I first heard of the North Korean joints a while back. Vice, true to its usual finesse in reporting, had presented them as slave houses made to produce foreign currency for the hermit kingdom. Even though I doubt that a few restaurants dotted around mainland China make a major difference to the country’s brain dead […]Read more "Living The North Korean Dream"
When I arrived in Shanghai, I got hold of B&W Fomapan 400, film that had been introduced to me by my friend Lewis as an affordable alternative to my favorite HP5. It’s cheap, got nice contrast and grain, and wasn’t a pain in the arse to process when I was doing it myself in London. […]Read more "Control freak"
Chinese women face a different kind of pressure than men do. Life is supposed to be about family, finding a good job, a boyfriend-to-be-husband, and have a child, preferably a boy. They have less time to get married, 26 years old being the « left over » age. Being unmarried by 26 means that « something is wrong […]Read more "The Unbearable heaviness of loving"
“I think it’s a little bit overkill” said the father, a tall German man with a shaved head and a thick accent. He just saw me getting my hands sprayed with disinfectant for the 3rd time, wearing a pink nurse’s gown and a face mask. More than the money and the much needed change of […]Read more "Babies and cow boy hats"
When I first got there, I actually felt a shudder. Then I laughed out loud, the Eiffel Tower being the first thing I saw. « Fake Paris », as its been dubbed in the few articles that I have read about is actually not referred to as « Paris » over there. It’s referred to […]Read more "Paris occidentalism"
Every Monday, at 9:20am, one of the schools I work in indulges in something very foreign to me: flag raising. Even though it’s been the norm in many countries for years, I enjoy looking at it like some kind of ritual performed like a reflex more than for love for one’s nation. Two students, barely […]Read more "War of the Buttons"
Today, instead of doing something productive sitting down in front of a screen, I decided I would do something productive standing up in the misty rain behind a camera. I decided I would ride north of were I live, in hopes of finding the more run down areas of the city. Hangzhou is famous for […]Read more "Roadside Picnic"