Yutien Barbershop “The well-known and very reputable Yutien Lion Dance Training?” I know! But I heard from the school principal that its workshop was full. The poster, attached to the tree trunk that called for trainees, had been torn away last month. “High quality but affordable B&B?” Turn around. “Yutien Agricultural Classroom?” Go across the road. Driving along you will arrive at the Luodong Night Market. Drive further is Suao where there are cold springs. Fill your fuel tanks, it takes two hours to Hualien if you are not caught by traffic on the Suhua Highway. “Nothing sounds interesting?” Alright then, go to the barbershop opposite the road.
Take A Business Card For Window Screen Replacement
A voice came from behind the rusted frame and glass window, “Hey, looking for my dad to fix a screen window? He is out for work.” “Tonight? Sorry, his schedule is full tonight and won’t be available until tomorrow.” “... Aunty, you are in a hurry? Let’s see… 11:40 tomorrow morning, is it OK?” “... OK, 11:35 in front of your door.” “Please give me your address. Slower, please, I am only a fourth grader, I can’t write fast enough.” “... Aunty, you want it to be earlier, at 11:00?” “My dad told me to charge 28 for changing the time, and if the appointment is moved earlier, we charge another 93 bucks.” “... OK, giving you a discount of 8 bucks. Materials and labor will have to be calculated by the master repairman on-site, there is no bargain on master repairman’s numbers.” “... Aunty, sorry, I did not notice you live on the fifth floor. Dad is no longer young, and it is hard for him to carry the tools and materials upstairs, so we charge 38 bucks for each floor.” “... All right, no more discount, OK?” “... Hm, hm, I heard you. Aunty, you said your oldest daughter-in-law next door also needs to replace a window screen?” “Yes, both cases can be handled tomorrow. Does this sister, your daughter-in-law, have a fax machine? I can fax our catalog to her first. No charge for faxing.”
“Sorry, aunty, because the replacement of the door screen and window screen will take the master repairman’s time over lunch, please pay for his lunchbox. You can decide how much.” “... Oh, you need to think about it a little bit longer?” “Aunty, allow me to remind you, you will have to pay the charge for changing the time in the next phone call. Thank you for calling, and you are welcome to visit us in the market.”
“My baby girl, bring your dad some toilet paper. I dropped the whole roll in the toilet.”
Our place Wufeng(Fog Peak) was given the name because of its humidity and fogginess. It was the former location of the Taiwan Provincial Council. I suppose you all know about it, it’s common knowledge. Before our eyes, on the stone-washed concrete column is the sign of an undergarment store. It looks old, but the store marks a significant history. The tailor came to Taiwan from Shanghai with the military, and his clients were the wives, daughters and mistresses of those high-ranking officials and dignitaries from China. This concrete column was manufactured for his business by an engineering troop officer sent by a general. The general also inscribed some words on it for the tailor. We were told that after the tailor retired, his daughter who got married in the US had brought her only child back to Wufeng. Based on her family business she became the representative of a high-end brand of American underwear, called… called Victorian Secrets? Anyway, the family is hardly seen because they seldom go out. . . The story ends here. Taking a closer look at this column that witnessed the growth of Wufeng, there is an iron gray power distribution box blocking it. And a drop of white dot on it probably was from the work of painting nearby. Is the sticker on the upper right corner the warrant certificate with serial numbers? And what is the purpose of the gray pipe between the concrete column and the distribution box? A woman’s voice is heard from the alley, “Zhu-Yu, have you done your homework? Deliver these goods for Mom with the scooter, will you?”
Last week I went on a business trip and accidentally saw an advertisement that an American-style log villa called Pine Garden was for sale. This morning my family came with me to explore it. We were excited, but it took us a lot of effort to find the place. In the roundabout on a hill ahead, a pile of large and small rocks was the landmark for Pine Garden. But the road along the hill was narrow and the turn was sharp. I figured that if I drove through the tight lane, my car would be scratched so I parked the car over the drain grates, which looked new, and took a look at the surroundings. The construction company’s sign was covered with a creeping coat of moss, suggesting its business wasn’t so hot. This neighborhood wasn’t able to support its own economy or provide a living to locals, was it? Did that have anything to do with why so many houses were for sale? My wife pointed to a sign of after-school events, wondering if they actually provided children with educational programs at all. Our oldest son, a senior high school student, asked, “Did the developers remodel all of the unsold houses into chicken coops, and start selling free-range chickens?” Forget about this place. The so-called American-style log villas couldn’t be anything like the nostalgic log cabins of western film fame that were actually constructed of lumber.
Slanting sunlight cast a long shadow on the dilapidated house on its right side. The air is quiet, not even a sparrow’s chirp is heard, and workers are still in the middle of their afternoon naps. In front of me an electric pole covered by reflective paint is evenly traversed by a vine. Seeing the construction site in the mirror, I can’t help but grumble: the trees planted and watered by grandpa,climbed by children picking fruit, had all been chopped down by grandchildren for new buildings. Do they regret their decisions? (Ask the tree choppers, they will know.)
In the alley behind the campus of a university, at the front of a bunch of trees(not as dense as a forest), a fawn before developing antlers is staring at or counting the numbers of bypassers. On the left side of the fawn(the right side of the audience), from the middle scene to the remote mountains are cherry trees with pink blossoms standing high and low in front of a row of evergreen trees. The creek widens and extends from the background to the foreground, flowing fast passing over the rocks. Unfortunately, the sound of splashing water is not heard. Instead, sparrows chirp wildly in the alley. In a trance, the emerald grassland on the hillside in Hengchun(literally “forever spring”) emerges before my eyes. But here is a scene that never changes and never fades, no matter if it's sprouting time in the spring, or the time for ploughing in summer, or for harvest in autumn, or for storage in winter. It is a fake Hengchung in Taipei. A man parked his scooter and walked over, “Excuse me, sir, which floor is the Sun Ten Pharmacy? And where is the staircase to it?”
Bride Sugarcane, Worship of Heaven Because his girlfriend was pregnant, Ah-Chung planned his wedding three days before the lunar new year, to meet his responsibility no matter if he was ready or not. The date was not an auspicious day, and the astrological signs of the groom and bride did not match. Did they have a pre-marriage physical examination? Never heard of such a thing. Nonetheless, the weather was perfect on their wedding day; the procession consisted of the car of the groom’s uncles and cousins who were in charge of firecrackers, the car for the bride, and the cars for the best men. The fleet of cars rode magnificently. They parked outside of the sugarcane field first; the groomsmen went out to check the car decorations, the rice strainer, and the bride’s bouquet, among other things. A sugarcane was the only thing missing. “Madam, we need one whole sugarcane plant to be carried on the car roof. It must be with roots and leaves, a very healthy plant.” “Here! Here you go! From parents-in-law to the newlyweds, and the offspring as well, all are blessed. The sugarcanes were just harvested from the field behind this store. They remained so fresh that their roots were still filled with dirt, and their heads were still intact. With heads and tails, they symbolized endless lives.” “Madam, please prepare another two for our worship of heaven on the ninth day of the lunar new year. We will pick them up on our way back. Oh, the zodiac sign of the bride is a tiger, for your information.”
“It’s alright, just skip the raw pork.”
* In a traditional wedding, the groom and his family tie red envelopes and pork with red string at the root of a bamboo or sugarcane plant to distract the evil spirit called White Tiger. In the case that the bride’s zodiac sign is a tiger, there is no need to use pork.
Yutien Barbershop “The well-known and very reputable Yutien Lion Dance Training?” I know! But I heard from the school principal that its workshop was full. The poster, ...
As the virus continues to mutate and we stay at home, we’ve come to realize that the best way to reduce the spread of (any) virus is to limit gatherings. However, will post-pandemic life really become a phenomenon of fewer interactions? Will the lifestyle we have grown used to during the pandemic have an impact on our personal ideologies?
As this country begins to emerge from the pandemic, I was surprised to see that the economic relief measures (provided by the government) have resulted in hiring trouble for employers. Millennials attach great importance toward maximizing the best value in their limited lives. Rejecting the traditional 9-5 work cycle has become a trend. On one hand, the demand for relief payments/bailouts remains, on the other, the market for luxury homes and high-end electric vehicles continues to surge.
While staying at home, the media has become the master of information. What I have come to realize is that this is not the beginning of a unification, such as that of an entire island/community sharing the same fate, or the entire globe becoming one. Rather, it is the dawn of an ideological conflict between democratic and totalitarian regimes, and political distrust between nations. It has shown me that mask wearing and vaccines have become weapons wielded by politicians. The media also made me feel that despite the tragedies that ignited the suppressed pain of “Black Lives Matter,” it cannot change the fear some harbor toward those with darker skin.
What is more despairing is that in this seemingly never-ending pandemic cycle of opening and closing, the Internet has become a gun wielded by the ambitions/those with ulterior motives. The muzzle of this gun is not pointed at our current (and future) enemy, the virus, but at the bonds and trust between people. Information with high relevance to our lives continues to be difficult and confusing. Should “bad people '' who exploit this fact on the Internet be criticized/censored? It’s hard to say one way or the other. It’s not easy to see who these “bad people ' are when they are hidden and live among us. Besides, wouldn’t such criticism from the “good people” who advocate for a free and open internet be hypocritical? This seesawing dialogue between “good” and “bad” people, continued fraud/disinformation, deceptive rumor spreading… all symbolize the endless cycle of the evil we inflict upon each other. One after another, victims fall prey to the public’s fear-mongering, and it is hard to distinguish between truth and lies on the Internet, in all subject matters from the pandemic to politics.
My exhausted lifeless eyes cannot bear it! My heart wants me to bury my head in the sand and return to the pre-Internet era. Even if the culture and knowledge was a bit clumsy, the economy a bit worse, what’s the big deal-who cares? So long as you can avoid the political competition and neurotic fighting! In the endless contest between progressive and regressive forces, where is the “Savior?” Where is this “Safe Haven?”
Oh, and check out my Facebook post and artwork… “Welcome: The Art of Invitation”
Welcome: The Art of Invitation is my 2021 work that I can only humbly claim to be fragments I’ve observed during the pandemic. I am hoping to build up some positive energy by transforming thoughts and ease my unhappiness. In the images of Welcome: The Art of Invitation, real characters and economic activities are absent in order to stimulate greater imagination and emotional involvement from people through restrained communication.
Images in Welcome: The Art of Invitation represent public goods and services for sale devoid of sophisticated marketing strategies. Without particularly attractive designs, these messages posted by a variety of businesses demonstrate a straightforward attitude among Taiwanese greetings.
Stories accompanying each image in Welcome: The Art of Invitation are inspired by the long-term phenomena of chaos in digital media as well as the anxiety and sentiments people feel during the pandemic. At that point where the memory embodied in a photo breaks away, I add my own fictional narratives as an effort to respond to messages found online in which fiction and reality are indistinguishable. I mix real images and fake journals with old or new stories, and true or made-up words. In short, they are: The homely Taiwanese style advertising signs very dear to the public are contrary to the untrue but very tempting online marketing strategies.
Plain and direct messages make us rethink the exaggerated character of online promotion.
Very authentic fiction refers to online messages that there is no way to confirm the authenticity of.
In Welcome: The Art of Invitation, images and texts are arranged side by side. Some single photos spread across two pages, some are two photos arranged up and down or left and right on one page. By making use of the flowing imagination from image to image, I mimic the fast online browsing in this era in which information is never really focused upon clearly. Further issues I explore are:
Sentimental attachment to the subject Welcome: The Art of Invitation juxtaposes continuous and discontinuous images and symbols. During the time spent taking photos, I unwittingly developed sentimental attachments to the subjects I was shooting.
My subjectivity in photography While abstract expressionist artists show subjectivity through an intense physicality of brush strokes in their paintings, photographers try to remain unseen, objective, and unobtrusive. Fundamental to the act of photographing is having a physical presence on scene where creation of the photograph occurs. In Welcome: The Art of Invitation, I juxtapose comparable images together on a two-page spread to call attention to my subjective thinking and to reveal the struggle in making decisions at the moment of photographing.
Continuity and discontinuity, the cracks of filming and recording My thoughts about images that are both continuous and discontinuous came from my observation of digital image software recently developed. They produce static or dynamic images by taking continuous photos in a few seconds and conveniently provide photographers the ability to select those they want. So what happens to those photos not selected? Are they to be deleted for good? Or, after being forgotten for sometime, they might be rediscovered and presented one day under certain conditions? If it is true, nothing would really end in filming and recording. Thus, Welcome: The Art of Invitation addresses several points:
Reminding myself that I can’t avoid subjective decisions for my work. Outlining the discrepancy and gaps between the scenes and the information. Emphasizing that one seldom is present all the time during the discontinuous formation of recognition. Realizing that static images are never fixed.
The design of Welcome: The Art of Invitation, an art book publication, doesn’t dodge or avoid the limitations and interference from a book’s central binding, or gutter. Rather, this book embraces and features several two-page spreads and text is forcibly pushed into the margins on the left, right, top and bottom. Such a layout, flowing between two pages and divided by the center, suggests readers incorporate separate messages by subconscious recognition and prior personal experiences. The dark edges of images and text that intentionally disappear into the book’s gutter challenge one’s customary reading pattern and behavior. This design highlights an alternative and challenging approach to the book’s format through the use of two-page spreads, disconnected text, embrace of the central gutter, and edges of images that sink into darkness.
Large pictures, images across pages, eyeballs, relaxation, reading half side, slight curve, book ridge, sliding, sunken, dim, gutters, ascending, reading carefully, slight curves, another half, images, 3-dimensional, words, spaces.
Flipping through a book, memories remain. Closing it, memories of making it are unerasable. Ben Yu August 2021
作品資料——p.5 我在疫情中創作——p.9 對象眷戀的情感 思,人在照像中的主體性 既連續、又間斷,影像紀錄的破口 Preface: My Work During the Pandemic——p.17 Sentimental attachment to the subject Subjectivity in photography Continuity and discontinuity, the cracks of filming and recording 影文並置作品 (Stories)——p.20 作品資訊 封面:「實物展售」系列之一 新竹縣關西鎮 /2015 p2. 「實物展售」系列之二 台南縣六甲區 /2011 p4. 「實物展售」系列之三 新北市八里區 /2018 p8. 「實物展售」系列之四 台中市豐原區 /2010 p10.「實物展售」系列之五 新竹縣關西鎮 /2015 p12.「實物展售」系列之六 新北市三峽區 /2019 p14.「實物展售」系列之七 宜蘭縣宜蘭市 /2017 p16. 「實物展售」系列之八 台中市霧峰區 /2006 p20.「找不到、吃不著」(Finding Nothing, Eating Nothing) 屏東縣長治鄉 /2020 p22.「新娘甘蔗敬天宮」(Bride Sugarcane, Worship of Heaven) 新竹縣關西鎮 /2020 p24.「拿名片換紗窗」(Take A Business Card For Window Screen Replacement) 台北市北投區 /2012 p26.「雜貨店內販售檳榔」(Betel Nuts Sold In The General Store) 新北市中和區 /2013 p28.「美髮左轉到底」(Hair Salon, Turn Left and Walk to the End) 彰化縣溪湖鎮 /2013 p30.「內巷算命」(Deep Alley Fortune Teller) 台中市大甲區 /2010 p32.「媒人張公」(Matchmaker Chang Sir) 彰化縣花壇鄉 /2020 p34.「吃飯配茶」(Food with Tea Pairing) 南投縣草屯鎮 /2010 p36.「玉田理髮」(Yutien Barbershop) 宜蘭縣礁溪鄉 /2012 p38.「前人種樹後人砍樹」(They Planted, We Chop) 彰化縣溪湖鎮 /2020 p40.「賣菜格」(Market Vending) 新北市板橋區 /2017 p42.「建坪 158」(Construction Area 158) 苗栗縣苑裡鎮 /2020 p44. 「實物展售」系列之九 台東縣台東市 /2017 p50.「南天」(Southern Sky) 台中市豐原區 /2020 p52.「鹿和訓犬有賣車」(Dog Training and Car Dealerships) 彰化縣鹿港鎮 /2020 p54.「環山巷內衣」(Huanshan Alley Undergarment) 台中市霧峰區 / 2020 p56.「有雞相思樹」(Urn-Roasted Chicken Cooked by Formosa Acacia Wood) 南投縣南投市 /2015 p58.「台北.假恆春」(In Taipei, A Fake Forever Spring) 台北市大安區 /2019 p60.「彩劵行做股票」(Lottery Stall's Stock Market Investment) 雲林縣虎尾鎮 /2015 p62.「黑色土雞右轉」(A Free-Range Chicken Turns Righ) 新竹縣關西鎮 /2012 p64. 「柔美全身美容」(Tender Beauty Service for the Entire Body) 桃園市橫山鄉 /2010 p66.「雙號壽衣」(Shrouds in Even Numbers) 台南市中西區 /2013 p68.「店, 右轉」(Store, Turn Right) 基隆市外木山 /2017 p70.「995 菜園」(995 Orchard) 苗栗縣造橋鄉 /2017 p72. 「實物展售」系列之十 新北市老梅 /2017 p78.「雙圓水塔」(Roof Water Tank for Public Restrooms) 新竹縣寶山鄉 /2010 p80.「紫百合理髮」(Violet Lily Barber) 新北市石碇 /2018 p82.「養鴨梁人家」(Duck Farmer Mr. Liang) 桃園市楊梅區 /2013 p84.「客家大湯圓」(Hakka Big Tangyuan) 新竹縣寶山鄉 /2010 p86.「棺木墊」(Coffin Store) 基隆市南榮區 /2010 p88.「不啼叫公雞」(Roosters Don't Crow) 彰化縣花壇鄉 /2020 p90.「金紙包檳榔」(Betel Nuts Wrapped By Paper Money) 台中市大甲區 /2010 p92.「 完美女人」(Perfect Woman) 新北市鶯歌鎮 /2013 p94.「紅運不驚」(Red Luck Undisturbed) 台中市大甲區 /2010 p96.「神明自動變速」(God's Automatic Transmission) 苗栗縣頭份市 /2006 p98.「綠妹妹白米卦」(Green Girls Rice Divination) 屏東市歸仁 /2020 p100.「鑿井不專業」(Unprofessional Well Drilling) 台中市大里區 /2017 p102. 「實物展售」系列之十一 新北市三峽鎮 /2014 p108.「老漢挖井」(Old Man Drilling Wells) 彰化縣溪湖鎮 /2020 p110.「黃綠套房要出租」(A Suite of Yellow and Green is for Rent) 南投縣竹山鎮 /2010 p112.「環山舊車報廢」(Scrapped Cars In Sqoyaw) 台中市和平區 /2016 p114.「豐原深坑豆腐」(Shenkeng Stinky Tofu) 台中市豐原區 /2010 p116.「總舖怕呷午」(Master Chefs Hate Luncheons) 苗栗縣苑裡鎮 /2010 p118.「掛還趣」(Rings of Racing Pigeons) 台南市安平區 /2014 p120.「看到服務就到」(Our Service Starts When You See This) 台南市中西區 /2014 p122.「仙 ( 角 ) 俗復健」(Old Fairy Folk Rehab) 台南市將軍區 /2016 p124. 「實物展售」系列之十二 苗栗縣南庄鄉 /2006 p130.「紅牡丹檳榔」(Red Peony Betel Nuts) 台南市六甲區 /2011 p132.「24 小時,有照包上路」(24-Hour Driving Instruction, Guaranteeing You Hit the Roa) 台南市中西區 /2011 p134.「鎮瀾宮直走」(Jenn Lann Temple Straight Ahead) 台中市大甲區 /2010 p136.「我俩不合 123」(We Don't Suit Each Other 123) 彰化縣彰化市 /2019 p138.「桔紅色的雞絲麵」(Vermicelli of Orange Color) 台北市大同區 /2013 p140.「這裡痛、那裡也痛」(Pain Here, Pain There, Pain Everywhere) 新竹縣北埔鄉 /2010 p142.「點菜三角窗」(Corner Window for Ordering Food) 台北市中山區 /2015 p144.「鐵皮收驚」(Iron Sheet Exorcism) 台中市大甲區 /2010 p148. 「實物展售」系列之十三 新北市林口區 /2018 p150. 「實物展售」系列之十四 台中市豐原區 /2015 個人中英文簡介 (About Ben Yu)——p.149
作品資料——p.5 我在疫情中創作——p.9 對象眷戀的情感 思,人在照像中的主體性 既連續、又間斷,影像紀錄的破口 Preface: My Work During the Pandemic——p.17 Sentimental attachment to the subject Subjectivity in photography Continuity and discontinuity, the cracks of filming and recording 影文並置作品 (Stories)——p.20 作品資訊 封面:「實物展售」系列之一 新竹縣關西鎮 /2015 p2. 「實物展售」系列之二 台南縣六甲區 /2011 p4. 「實物展售」系列之三 新北市八里區 /2018 p8....