




Here are some shots from my new show currently at Shoreline Community College, through March 30th.


Last bit from Hong Kong. A view of the immensity of the Hong Kong area, a tiny shelf dense beyond belief, rimmed between steep hills and ocean, and a shot of the bamboo scaffolding that I was both horrified and delighted to see they still use. I first saw it in the eighties, and it still works, I guess...








On our first night we went to visit Wei's friends, Wang Ping and Zhang Li, who have a film production office in Shenzhen, and then to dinner with them at their favorite restaurant. The food was wonderful. It was an outdoor seafood place in a part of the city known as the "Eating Street'. Just one food spot after another, all filled with young people enjoying themselves. We had shrimp and duck and scallops and a wonderful soft deep-fried tofu, and a nice fresh green with a good sauce. And lots of beer. We went home early and just crashed like falling logs.
The next day we tried to man our booth at the exhibition, but it had been ravaged by the crowds and the noise was SO deafening we fled after seeing as much of the other shows as possible.
Wei presented his talk on 'Making it in the Art World', in a room filled with spill-over sound from the exhibition that must have reached 100 decibels. No one could hear to think, let alone what he was saying, so blessedly our talks, which had been scheduled for the next day, were either going to be moved to a new venue or cancelled.
That evening we were invited to Wei's brother's 49th birthday party, which was quite an honor. I guess in China they don't celebrate the big ones, like 50, because they don't want to talk about it, so they instead have a big party for 49. We joined Wei's extended family and friends in a swank hotel in downtown Shenzhen, in our own private dining room, that in typical Chinese fashion was lit like an operating room. But the company was wonderful and the food was glorious. Course after course just kept coming, seafood, soup pots, duck, greens and lots of mysterious but delicious things. Wei produced a beautiful slide show of family photos from all through his brother's life, and I felt a pull at my heart from the images that flashed by that I knew had been taken during the Cultural Revolution, a period when Wei's family, along with millions of others, had beeen torn apart. But today they are together and have an inspiring joy for life.
I find the people here are irony-free, direct, open and earnest in a most attactive way. I especially love the spirit of Chinese women. Just strong and fresh and full of energy to give life a go.


We spent our first day at the Exhibition Hall. It was beyond amazing - a fantastic dream crossed with a nightmare. We saw some incredible things, performances and artworks, but the volume of noise was overwhelming. The Egyptian travel booth across from ours had belly dancers and Rumi Sufi twirlers and had their sound system turned up full blast. But that didn't matter since EVERYONE had their sound system turned up full blast...it's like sonic war escalation.
The Exhibition is in 8 or 10 huge connected halls, and we have a tiny booth in the center of one of them. We sat at the booth in the morning. We talked to many people, visitors to the booth, and almost all of the promotional materials we brought with us were cleaned out by noon. It was a lot of fun but exhausting. About mid-morning, just as Wei had promised, the heads of the city, provincial and national governments came by, surrounded in a knot of TV cameras and photographers, and we were introduced and shook hands. I think that's how we got on Chinese TV , but none of us saw it so we don't know if it was from this incident or from the small riot we caused at the paper-cut art booth later that day...
Yesterday, traveling through the airport and crossing the border at customs with other travelers, we felt like walking disease vectors, being obviously from the US and all, but today I felt like Big Bird from Sesame Street as I stood out so much in the crowd, and a few people followed me around to get my picture... We stopped in one booth to buy some cool paper cut art and caused a scene. People were snapping pictures and asking us to pose with them and shake hands... now I know what Britney Spears must feel like with the paparazzi after her... or sort of.
Everyone is very friendly and relaxed and happy to try and talk to us and help, but not many people speak English and we can only say 'shi shi', which is 'thank you' in Chinese, but that goes a long way...