Little ants.Big ants.Moving,building,neglecting and forgetting.Their legacy of scars upon the Earth,the child's playground.Their grand monuments of Babel eroding.As we all shift as scattered sand with fleeting purpose.
Whether looking at the image from a western mind or eastern, I don’t think it really matters because of how superbly it is done. If this was an old mine town in the southern US or a mill in Pennsylvania or as it is an image form China, the image would stand on its own and as a testament to good photography and the possibilities it has to carry in both a journalistic format and/or in art.
A comment on a 21st century economy that still operates as if it was in the 19th century. Nothing is happening to that pile while the workers ride round and round on their bikes. You organize this image superbly -- not an inch of space is wasted -- everything it counts. It even follows a "s"curve, sweeping from the bike at top, along the rooftops, then down to the shovel, the sand pile, the sweep of textured flat space, and finally the bike about to spin out of the shot at lower right. Magnificent image.
