so…luohu commercial city

Hong Kong day-trippers are–if we chat posts are to be believed–shopping again in Shenzhen. There seem to be generational differences. The young and hip are in the malls, while the old and once-upon-a-time hip are revisiting their former haunts, like Luohu Commercial City. Maybe? Anyway, I went back to Luohu Commercial City and realized that the more things change, blah blah still the same. Or is it?

One of the things that I like about Commercial City is the 90s-naughties vibe. The entrepreneurs rent their spaces and then sell what they like. Now, admittedly, they only sell a few types of goods–glasses, dance costumes, fashion, watches, scarves and haute fake fashion–and only offer a few services–mani-pedis, massages, tooth care. But. Within these categories of pampering commodities, they sell what they like. This means that unlike the malls and many commercial streets where stores are all selling the same goods, in Commercial City, every store is a curated experience of what the vendor thinks is fashionable. And. It’s still possible to haggle. So. Fun.

can you survive in shenzhen without a smart phone?

Using phones to order food in restaurants has become commonplace. There is no longer direct interaction with waitstaff, unless in a high-end restaurant. Otherwise, most workers in restaurants are now food servers and cooks. Other areas where phones are necessary (and have been for a while): health forms when crossing the border; paying bills; making healthcare appointments, and; finding one’s way around the city. I don’t know that I’ve seen a paper map for sale (outside of proper bookstores) in years. Used to be, every kiosk sold maps that were constantly being upgraded. It strikes me how difficult it is to navigate the city without a smart phone, even as it is more difficult to use many apps without an identity number. Indeed, I sometimes wonder how much of what I take for granted is a result of opening accounts before they were all consolidated via phones and identity numbers.

peeping

So the Nantou venue of the 2023 UABB finally opened on August 16. Rumor has it that the reconstruction of several handshakes was delayed. And delayed. And delayed. But. The results hover at the edge of critique, where showing is itself already taking a position, especially as what we can show and how it can be shown have been increasingly restricted. What I came away with was a sense of how windows function in tight, crowded spaces. We catch glimpses of our neighbors and strangers on their way, peeping across (necessary?) divides. Impressions of a walk through official biennale and adjacent spaces, below: