China Propaganda Art Evokes a Revolution, Now Past ; Collector Yang Pei Ming Has Converted a Shanghai Basement into a Makeshift Museum to Display Some of His 5,000 Posters
Jones, Gary, The Christian Science Monitor
Yang Pei Ming has more than 5,000 propaganda posters and believes he has amassed the world's largest collection of Chinese revolutionary art.
Asked to pick the most significant example, he picks out a poster from 1952. "Build a New China," Mr. Yang reads, guiding a shaky finger under the Chinese characters that float alongside a garish drawing of Mao Zedong. The late Communist leader towers over a mob of furious workers, which in turn looms over a terrified, portly man in a Western-style begging for his life on a factory floor. "Fight Against Illegal Business People Who Violate the Nation's Development."
Yang quietly adds, "That was the campaign that killed my father."
The soft-spoken, bespectacled Yang has single-handedly established the Propaganda Poster Art Center in the tiny basement of a Shanghai apartment block to chart three turbulent yet secretive decades in modern Chinese history, from the establishment of Mao's communist dictatorship in 1949 to the gradual opening up of the nation starting in 1979.
His makeshift museum is not officially sanctioned by China, nor does it attract more than 500 visitors a month. The artform, while largely a thing of the past, captures historical moments that still resonate, often negatively, with Chinese.
"Even now, these posters are largely taboo in China. Many political campaigns are still fresh in the older generation's mind, especially the Cultural Revolution. For now, most would prefer to forget. It's just too sensitive," Yang says.
Yang himself would rather discuss the aesthetic merits of Chinese socialist art than share his political views. But he makes an exception for the Wu Fan, or "Five Anti," persecutions of the early 1950s aimed at rooting out "capitalists."
His father, he believes, became a victim through mistaken identity. "The police came searching for my uncle, who had been a lawyer. But they took my father instead, and he never came back. They told my mother it was suicide. I ask you, why would he do that? He was a happy man with four children."
Nestled in Shanghai's former French Concession, Yang's museum is packed with social-realist representations of strapping, apple- cheeked farmers harvesting bumper crops, of little red book-waving students striding purposefully inland to learn from the peasantry and "Take Roots In The Countryside For The Revolution." Boyish, optimistic People's Liberation Army soldiers polish their rifles ("Definitely, Thoroughly, Wholly, Completely Wipe Out The Enemy That Dares To Invade") and industrial workers ponder the cruel exploitation of preliberation times ("Never Forget Class Bitterness; Always Remember National Hatred").
"Many young people have no idea about the past," he says. "These posters are not just works of art, they allow us to make sense of history. …