I saw a gallery devoted entirely to art concerning the Long March, some rather strong anti-Mao stuff, a show of painting from students in North China, an opening of whatever painting that featured some surprisingly good free Chinese wine, etc, etc. I'm certainly going back next weekend to try to catch things I missed.
One of the less populated avenues. Some French gallery around here.
Cafe in a used bookstore
A large painting of the skyline in Beijing. Accurate, eerie and amazingly painted.
I actually live by this building; it's the Beijing Aeronautical School. It's one of the few buildings in this city that actually still has a tremendous Mao statue at the entrance.
3 comments:
you're so tender...romantic. every picture is beautiful.
i don't get china's communism, how is it that there can be such a westernized ambience; cafes and bookstores and then the strong censoring?
it's confusing.
by the way, the flowers are lovely.
is beijing really that gray all the time? i know it's a painting but every time i see a photograph it's similar in tone.
blah, blah, blah...
love you,
i--
what's up booger? i'm glad you're seeing a lot of art over there. i like the huge cindy sherman poster at that cafe. take more pitures and send them my way. miss you :) ARiel
I love you both. It feels strange to be desperately far away from everyone you care about. Sort of numbing.
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