So I'm off again. Cut down from my own fruitless blog here in the hinterland. But now I see the pattern. I used the P word in my last entry and then woosh wiped clean off tthe main/motherland web. Them buggers took me off again.
It's a language game as is life in general.
Lot's of miscommunication and Sensorship.
Speaking of which-
I finally go to see my friend Zhang Ding at his faraway apartment somewhere near the airport (Q.why do all these artists live in faraway places by airports? A. because other artists do. It's a follow the leader thing here- apparently Xu Zhen and Yang Zhenzhong led the march to this middle of nowhere artist enclave, that might as well be somewhere in Ft Lauderdale- recently Megan Connolly inquired about the migratory patterns of these Chinese artists and should write a thesis about the whole thing soon) Zhnag Ding lives here with two sweet cats and his super sweet girlfriend Alexia Dehaene who works very hard at BizArt, one of China's only not for profit art spaces.
Late last year Zhang Ding spent 15 days in jail (the webmongers will love this for sure) for showing his "My Photos" series in which he collected a zillion very charming, sometimes very strange home made porno photos from the web. The he then pretended that the photos were taken by one fictional Araki-like photographer and presented a transcript of the interview along with the photos. Either way the authorities didn't find it amusing or morally healthy and put poor Zhang Ding in jail for 15 days. Artist, He An spent 10 days there for a piece that was apparently an illustrated instruction on how to rape a woman (sounds like he deserved it).
Zhang Ding says he was treated very well while incarcerated.
Very well then now put my blog up mofo!
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