Planning our journey in next springtime to the Huangshan, the sacred mountain of painters and poets – the emblematic image of our House of Chinese Poetry – we found this beautiful gallery about neighbouring Huizhou, in autum.
And, for that matter, another gallery on a traditional tea house in nearby Hangzhou. Thanks to Gyuri.

What shocks me in these photos of contemporary Chinese photographers is on the one hand their engaging sensitivity for presenting things in a way to appear as “authentic” to Western beholders, and on the other hand their – perhaps unconscious – heritage of Classical Chinese 山水画 – landscape painting with mountains and water, always with a blossoming bough in the foreground.
What shocks me in these photos of contemporary Chinese photographers is on the one hand their engaging sensitivity for presenting things in a way to appear as “authentic” to Western beholders, and on the other hand their – perhaps unconscious – heritage of Classical Chinese 山水画 – landscape painting with mountains and water, always with a blossoming bough in the foreground.
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