Bullfight and Wu Dong Houses
Wu Dong Houses Detail
24in. x 66in acrylic on gessoed Masonite® panel
You can see the complete painting above on my blog header
Photo taken of Bullfight at Wu Dong, Guangxi, China
STORY OF A CHINESE BULLFIGHT
Since I’m waiting for a new camera and can’t photograph new daily works, I’ll tell you the story of our Chinese Bullfight experience.
We were in north Guangxi Province and were invited to see a bullfight. I had no idea what it would be and had visions of the Spanish bullfight where the matador attempts to kill the bull. We traveled several hours by dirt road up into the mountain village of Wu Dong. I was the only foreigner in the village and some of the children had never seen a Caucasian like me, so I was more of an attraction to some of them then the bullfight.
The bullfight was between two water buffalo bulls, not man against bull. The bulls are territorial so one would be sent up river in the water and the other would come down river. When they met, they would fight for territory. There were forty bulls in all to fight that day, so there were 20 runoff fights, then the winners would fight until all the bulls were eliminated except the grand winner and the fights lasted all day. A fight could last five minutes or in some cases half an hour. The bulls would sometimes lock horns and we saw several bulls lift his opponent off the ground by the horns as they struggled. The bull that turned and ran was the loser and the one who stood his ground was the winner. The most we saw during the day was a bloody nose, never a duel to the death. Winning bulls were highly prized and could be sold or bred for a lot of money, so the bulls were carefully cared for.
There was no danger to humans as the bulls were fighting. People were standing all around during the fights and the bull handlers where right beside the bulls during fights. We ask one man about the fights and ask if the bulls were ever injured in a fight. He told us they were highly valued so they would never fight to do much damage to each other.
At noon, a young teacher came to us and invited my wife and I to have lunch with the elders of the village. We joined them for a lunch of vegetables, rice, various kinds of meat and raw fish. I was asked to drink a toast with the top elder who then declared me an honorary member of the village tribe. I’m usually not a drinker of much alcohol, but in this case I did drink the strong rice wine to make the toast as I figured it would cleanse any bacteria in the raw fish I was eating. This was just one of the many fantastic experiences we’ve had in our many travels in China.
