Appreciating the distinction between work and labor

I'm standing among rows of kale in a greenhouse in Gaomi county, Shandong province, with a camera pointed at me, its lens vacant and black. My performance is captured and stored, where it will lie dormant in digital form until it is someday edited. Around me, women pick green and purple leaves from stalks and store them in mesh sacks hanging from their hips or strapped to their backs. The air is sticky with the smell of damp dirt and sweat. I am working, but they are laboring.

Work and labor: this is an important distinction for me. Hannah Arendt contrasts the two in her lecture, "Labor, Work, Action". She labels work as that which fabricates the world we live in, which produces something that exists beyond its use. It's an effort toward immortality. Conversely, labor is attached to the cycle of biological life; it must be repeated, often as soon as it is finished.

The idea that my video might live beyond me is seductive. After all, I work for an international publication. I have planned this shoot for weeks and devised a script that speaks about the push and pull between tradition and modernity. My narrative illustrates the value of a connection to the land. My ideas are big; I feel important.

These are illusions. I have never plucked a vegetable from the ground.

I ask the women to show me how it is done — identify a healthy leaf and trace its stem back to the stalk; apply leverage at the base until it snaps off. They assure me that the leaf is pesticide-free and urge me to taste the leaf I've just picked. It is crisp and watery, with a ghost of sweetness that haunts the tongue.