Before I left for Beijing this Summer I co-hosted a last-minute event that turned out AMAZINGLY well. I would love to have you come next time if you missed it. Here are a few photos (thanks to crow) of the talented women who performed.
When it is raining in August It’s like a great storm at sea I can feel my building move like the mast of a ship And I am at the helm Small as I am, I am at the helm. I steer the island toward the breaking sunshine and sigh as I take her safely
I am not a movie theater.
Hey Ya’ll, just got back from Beijing! (Some pronounce this “Bey-Jing”). And, I gotta say – these blue skies are making me glad! Here are just a few snap shots. As promised, more in-depth story telling to come: (Collected photos from various residents.) Our loving translator brings us lotus pods. 😉 The first day with the
We had a day, walking around the gallery spaces in Cao Chang Di. Most notably was Chambers, which I will write more about once I can research a little, and Three Shadows photo center. But the image above struck a different chord. Above is a painting by He Wenjue in an exhibit titled “Dinner Party
this one reminded me of Edward Gorey.
