Depressed Poetry Sun Yanchu

Today in the 21 century, civilization and modernization earned over by guns, virus and steel has spread almost all over the world. The price for that is not only nature that was conquered by desire and power of human in the process of our way of development, but also erosion and variation of our spirit.

Sun Yanchu’s photographs offer us visual experiences between beauty and ugliness，between the grand and the obscure, recording the anxiety, confusion and nightmares in his life. The sudden flash he uses everywhere and the granular sensation strengthen visual intensity and supernatural feeling. One helpless fish, a cluster of struggling straw, a way leading to no direction, sand storm in a city, swimmer in the dark, or any garbage... all these things reflect the depression and absurdity of the real world, diffusing a deep kind of confusion. Sun Yanchu gave up ordinary way of depicting life and makes sudden emotions to burst out freely，because he wants to reveal the inanimate life under the pressures of advancement belief which the artist concerns a lot and worries a lot. These complicated emotions come out from his picture and pierce into each audience’s heart.

Photography is considered as the symbol of extinction for its function of capturing reality. Susan Sontag even more directly call photography the art to capture spirit Slinks works were mostly taken occasionally and without certain relations, but beneath that there is a connection between the lives of time and society. Accompany with the artist's pose, breath and heartbeat, he is telling us a fable about a world that is uncertain, sometimes a little sad, and is always looking for warm. Ifs the shouting coming out of suffocation of being seized by reality, out of the physical world that progresses iii an amazing speed.

Any photograph is an attempt to edit and compress history in a surrealism way(Susan Sontag). Sun Yanchu’s photo art makes its audience to feel his hope to surpass real life from his racy metaphors and depressed poetry.

2010-11-3 Yu Deshui Zhengzhou

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OBSESSED

How much truth and thought can one photograph really express?

I don’t know, I only know that I don’t want to stop taking photographs,In this world where the real and the illusory converge, I’ve pressed the camera shutter countiess times, in search of a chance encounter between my spirit and something else, which will give me a momentary high and a chance to escape. I continue to indulge in it...

 

No matter whether I’m shooting a cluster of trees, the shadow of a youth walking through green fields,or a leg with zipper like stitches, the photos are all instances of my collision with reality, a trace of my heart’s vibrations...

 

There is not definite purpose to take those photos for me, it is just a way to escape from the helpless life or an outlet of dispelling the boredom that repeats everyday. I used to go into the vast suburbs or the howling wilderness on a bike or on foot when I was bored with the boring life. I felt I were a troubadour hamming and singing in the wilderness of the reality or incenter, no matter in what woods grown with weeds I was running, no matter what persons or things I met, no matter what things I did or did nothing, but my verses are just the mysterious fragments I took when I pressed the button of my camera to release the shutter.

 

As for the sources of the inspiration, I think it is surely from my feelings for life and apperception. Those pictures are closely interrelated to my life and are just my life.

 

I like Weegee, the more I like is the feeling of “The Big White” in flash. Is there “The Big White”? The ghosts know! Camera is just a link between my heart and eyes. So I take photos following my inclinations. Once I said, taking photos is just flings or adventures time and time again. My heart is ready to meet with the external objects. When I meet you...

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