Although, in this two weeks, I hardly could get a nice sleep because the poor quality of the dorm and the heavy workload from the camp, I was pretty pleased the decision to join this camp. I finally could know more about the Kaohsiung City, the place where I born and grow up. I found myself even though standing from an objective perspective hardly could be a wholly stranger to observe what happened to this place.
The camp was composed mainly by three parts, lectures, field studies, and workshops. In the first week, the participants would be expected to receive all the knowledge or techniques about the photography, landscape, environment, ecology, culture, aesthetics, and of course, Kaohsiung City. In the following week, the participants would give a chance to turn what they learned from the last week to apply their project about the future Kaohsiung City. Three instructors with landscape background came from American and Singapore would elicit the participants to reshape the crazy ideas into formal projects.
My favorite lectures were the Nature and Literature speaking by Pan and the Reporting Literature presenting by Yu. They shared their experiences from their professional fields, the plants and the video series--- My Island. They reminded me to show my strength in this camp: writing and speaking proficiency. Be honest, I was really afraid that I couldn’t contribute anything to my group because my irrelevant background, but gradually I found that I could do something else. Mr. Wu’s workshops were the most interesting one. He always said that he was going to crazy because he hadn’t slept last night, but he looked really energetic. He showed us his paintings and works, WOW, amazing. We couldn’t believe those pictures were manmade because they were so sophisticated and precise. By the way, he was sentimental, too. He shared his ambitions to collect the old pictures into audio data so that they would be threat by the unexpected disaster.