Zhang Kechun - The Yellow River (2010-12)
“Kechun spent two years on the banks of the Yellow River, the waterway considered both the cradle of Chinese civilization and, when it breaks its banks, its curse. ‘I wanted to photograph the river respectfully,’ said Zhang. ‘It represents the root of the nation.’
Kechun’s project has the feel of a pilgrimage. He traveled on a fold-up bicycle, following the river’s silted water from the coastal flats of Shandong, west, to the mountains of Qinghai. He journeyed for a month at a time, lugging a large format Linhof camera, a tripod and just enough film. Sometimes, he said, he went a week without taking a picture. ‘I wanted to take my time, to slow down and experience every second of the moment.’
He did not set out to document environmental destruction — others have done that. But China’s headlong rush to develop has scarred the country’s land, air and water, and the mighty Yellow River is no exception. ‘I started off wanting to photograph my ideal of the river, but I kept running into pollution,’ he said. ‘I realized that I couldn’t run away from it, and that I didn’t need to run away from it.’
Though the lunar tones and low horizons feel foreboding, Kechun insists the project carries a message of hope. There is a reason all the people in his pictures look tiny: ‘The power of humans is nothing compared to the power of nature, even when we try to change it. Century upon century, the river runs.’”
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