This is something you cannot miss if you are in the least bit interested in a(A)rt. The newly created Power Station of Art (that looks a little bit like oversized Tate Modern) has brought artists from all around the world, letting them use its huge spaces. What is the outcome? For me personally – painful legs after marching the whole day. But one day is definitely not enough to see it all. By the way: you should book your tickets online – that’s the theory but in real life you just give your best white face smile and enter with no fuss.

And what you get to see inside is a bit of gigantomania (Huang Yongping, “Thousand Hands Kuanyin”; a little too direct a reference to Duchamp), lots of installations marked with “Don’t touch” warning (those that have no such tag can be touched when the security guards are not looking; if you ask them whether…

Street art

Shanghai is stunning with its dimensions, noise, density of everything and everybody… There is no free space to be found, no matter day or night. Even when you take the last subway you cannot just sigh and sink into your own thoughts. You have to think collectively here, immersing yourself into the stream of people flowing one way or the other. One of the most amazing things is the lack of accidents between the participants of the traffic, even though nobody respects traffic signs or regulations – bicycles and scooters dash through the pavement and cars hardly ever respect the red light. I kind of tried to collide with cyclists and motorcyclists rushing through MY pavement. And I almost got it, it’s just that the very last moment they twist and dodge like some evil snake – they don’t even touch you and there is no way you can let go of your frustration. You can only…

Before I actually get to Shanghai I visit Zhenjiang (check the previous post), the town that I could call my hometown with so many friends living there. It’s just that Chinese home towns are better not to be left alone for more than a month, otherwise you might feel lost when you get back there. The places I was filming in 2010 have got all covered with skyscrapers, some boroughs have been demolished, others built anew… Luckily nothing has changed about Fei and his family – Auntie “Eat a little more” is still in good shape, Uncle Big Belly is still trying to convince me into drinking a few and Fei is still the same loony artist, with his head covered with more tangled hair than before. I arrive in Zhenjiang for a job interview (the whole job thing will eventually not work out but that’s ok) and I could not even dream of a better timing. Picture…