Those of you following the construction of Qianhai, may or may not be aware that it’s cultural geography includes many, many fish (now buried) and Dachan Island, once upon a time home to Dachan Village. Inquiring minds want to know: just where is Dachan Village, today?
In the early 1990s, the city had planned and built a power plant on Dachan Island. I visited Dachan Island in 1996 and saw the abandoned village and still occupied military border outpost; in the Maoist past, refugees often mistook Dachan for Hong Kong. When I asked where the villagers had gone, I was told they were better off in the new village. At the time, the plan included reclaiming land between Dachan and the Nantou Peninsula. Roughly 15 years later, this area was redistricted as the Qianhai Development Area, which is now part of the free commerce zone (自贸区).
In the early 1990s, Dachan villagers were allocated land in Shekou, just next to the Shekou long distance bus station. They were roughly 100 or so people, and with their compensation they built a small neighborhood of two-story farmer homes. However, that was only the beginning of there peripatetic journey. About ten years ago, Dachan villagers were again relocated because their new village had been designated for redevelopment. This time, they were moved into temporary housing, which they will leave, when they move back to the new housing built on the land of the Shekou Dachan new village.
This shuffling from new villages to temporary housing to compensation residences is common. As I write, Shuiwan villagers are preparing to move into compensatory housing in the 1979 Housing Estate, begging the question: just what holds the village together when there’s no longer any village there? After all, villages like Huanggang and Xiasha and Huaide which re/built ansestral halls and temples in the 1990s still have spatial hooks for rituals and identities that flesh out the otherwise abstract connections formed through stock options and contracts.
Strangely, the fact that New Dachan still stands, abandoned except for a few migrant worker families makes it particularly suited to an imaginary nostalgia for what might have happened in the narrow allies and two-story homes had villagers not been removed to the next best thing.
Impressions of New Dachan, below.