Cong Feng

"Huangyangchuan, Gansu province, China. It's an arid mountain area with poor roads. Ma Bingcheng is well-respected local doctor, so many patients (most of them farmers) come to see him every day. In his small clinic, people chat with each other about their lives, local conditions, or the people they know. The clinic seems to open up like a microcosm, the information and experiences of different people intertwine, revealing the conditions of typical Chinese farmers, and the typical fates of both young and old--"

Huangyangchuan township, Gulang County, Gansu province. In a village, two members of a family died in accidents in a short period. People took it seriously, they decided to rebuild the old temple in the village, hoping it could bless them with peace. In the ceremony after the rebuilding was finished, the figure of Buddha, the picture of Chairman Mao, the Taoist and the country shamen, gathered together…This film documented the details of this ceremony, hoping to reveal the common status of Chinese people’s religion.

This is a film both about the spectacle and the space, about how the spectacle has caused the mutation of the (physical and phycological) space in which we reside. This film is determined to be the ‘film on space’ of our times, an epic theater, the general observation of the geological structure of this time. I therefore invent or re-invent some terms for my purpose: Archae(now)logy; Ruinology; space bankruptcy; theater of life -- theater of cruelty -- theater of spectacle; the body-film; the New Berlin Wall - Iron Curtain; and “refugees without camps”, ‘the plants”, “the ghosts,” the asthenosphere, dark energy... I have stolen a great amount of found footages/ready materials or already existed films. This “stealing” is exactly the way to get connected with history and the history of film, to construct an “echo film”.

Eight characters, trapped inside surreal spaces.

Since 2020, the beginning of Coronavirus, "Shouting in the building" this phenomenon caught my attention countless times. It does not seem to me that people are Shouting, but that the buildings, the rooms themselves, are Shouting, and it embodies the throbbing of the earth itself in the new age we live in.

A documentary about houses in rural Gansu decorated with portraits of Mao Zedong. More importantly: a documentary about the people who dwell within them.

The filmmaker spent years in a Chinese village to record daily life’s every detail. He drank many a glass with the villagers and observed them for so long that he started to recognize their repeating patterns of behavior. That is why there is no end to this tale.

This is a complete video that was downloaded from the Internet. I didn't make any changes, just added a title at the beginning and a line of text at the end. The time frame on the video appears to indicate an event in the future, but this is reality, not science fiction.

This short film is dedicated to those who are dead during the lockdown period in Wuhan in 2020.

A very special event that took place immediately following the 2009 Yamagata International Documentary Film Festival in Furuyashiki Village. They held a ‘dojo,’ a school where the veteran independent filmmakers from Japan taught the younger generation of independent filmmakers from China and Japan. They watched films, shot and hand-developed Super-8 films. Participants: Azuma Mieko, Cong Feng, Huang Weikai, Ji Dan, Kawabe Ryota, Mao Chenyu, Sato Leo, and others... The participants formed teams. Each received a camera, several rolls of film, and a CD with (mostly urban) sounds to use as a soundtrack. They were to plan and shoot a short film using in-camera editing. (total 4 short films).

I used footage from the internet and a part of historical text, their interconnection and what produced are not "scary", but some coincidences that history provided.

In the spring of 2022, both the nearby war and the distant war forced me to pause my ongoing work to respond to them—to respond to both at the same time, even treating them as one and the same. Beyond the economy, reality itself has also become globalised. Reality is both accelerated and compressed, shortening the distance between us. This is the sympathetic geology of reality—resonance at a distance, quantum entanglement, remote reverberation. A fundamentally identical force is increasingly twisting the Earth together, violently and suffocatingly. You can see yourself in someone else’s reality. Everything that happened in the spring of 2022 echoed that old cliché: Do not ask for whom the bell tolls, it tolls for thee.

One night, two men meet in an abandoned building, and share their memories about early lives in their hometowns. They leave this building and continue to roam in the night, then they find themselves return back to the abandoned building: it looks more unfamiliar now, then it collapse down, then it's gone. They leave this place and pass by more ruins and finally reach to the edge of the city and arrive at a hill which is constructed by piled-up construction waste. On the top of the hill, they see the railway that leads to their hometown.