Dashanzi - Beijing's art district
What a way to spend a Sunday afternoon - Beijing's art district called Dashanzi. It was a beautiful day, we were lucky.
"The Frenchies" - from L to R: Loic, Katia and Gaetan.
Simon (Quebec City), Gaetan (France), Maisy (China, who's going to spend four months in the US next year), Mariana (Russia). Outside an art gallery. You can kind of suspect the factory atmosphere from yesteryear.
Simon & Katia. Simon just cut off his mohawk. I'm sorry I never got pictures of him when he had long hair (which he had for the whole year until May).
Chinese math teacher: 1+1=2. Duh.
Sissy and Emily, two Chinese friends playing...Chinese chess? Love the old-style wooden chairs.
Interactive art: put your head into the holes under the box (there are pictures of what a "traditional Chinese room" should look like glued on the inside of the box) and speak to the person infront of you. Very interesting...
The painting is really just white paste, the colours simply projected onto the white painting. It actually looked quite real...
Graffitti...
I loved these two pieces of bronze horse statues. I took quite a few pictures but only have chosen to show one of each...
*yawn* Taught my children students (the 8 12-year-old Korean children) the definition of "yawn" this afternoon. Along with "sneeze," "cough," "scratch," and "stretch."
These horses look so free...I love them!
A painted statue in front of a painted wall - so cool!
Chinese workmen...at work.
Statues outside some art galleries. No parking!
Funky graffitti. I wonder if the artists were paid...it doesn't look that professional. There is no graffitti in other parts of Beijing - only telephone numbers to get fake papers.
They're in love with Kobe from the NBA here. Basketball is big. Xiao Sheng, who invited me to his hometown in February, chose Kobe as his English name. I call him Xiao Sheng.
I was impressed by the delapidated and rusting metal tubes running above the pedestrian roads. Maybe one day they'll be up-graded into a high-tech means of transporting goods...you know, like in sci-fi movies...
Funky metal tubes...
And of course, why else would you go to Beijing's art district? Sure it's important to look at some of the art, but...Chinese people really like to sleep. Sleep is most important. We were in this room for maybe half-an-hour, looking at different works, and the whole time these two people slept - what looks like a very uncomfortable place - on the table.
"The Frenchies" - from L to R: Loic, Katia and Gaetan.
Simon (Quebec City), Gaetan (France), Maisy (China, who's going to spend four months in the US next year), Mariana (Russia). Outside an art gallery. You can kind of suspect the factory atmosphere from yesteryear.
Simon & Katia. Simon just cut off his mohawk. I'm sorry I never got pictures of him when he had long hair (which he had for the whole year until May). 
Chinese math teacher: 1+1=2. Duh.
Sissy and Emily, two Chinese friends playing...Chinese chess? Love the old-style wooden chairs.
Interactive art: put your head into the holes under the box (there are pictures of what a "traditional Chinese room" should look like glued on the inside of the box) and speak to the person infront of you. Very interesting...
The painting is really just white paste, the colours simply projected onto the white painting. It actually looked quite real...
Graffitti...
I loved these two pieces of bronze horse statues. I took quite a few pictures but only have chosen to show one of each...
*yawn* Taught my children students (the 8 12-year-old Korean children) the definition of "yawn" this afternoon. Along with "sneeze," "cough," "scratch," and "stretch."
These horses look so free...I love them!
A painted statue in front of a painted wall - so cool!
Chinese workmen...at work.
Statues outside some art galleries. No parking!
Funky graffitti. I wonder if the artists were paid...it doesn't look that professional. There is no graffitti in other parts of Beijing - only telephone numbers to get fake papers.
They're in love with Kobe from the NBA here. Basketball is big. Xiao Sheng, who invited me to his hometown in February, chose Kobe as his English name. I call him Xiao Sheng.
I was impressed by the delapidated and rusting metal tubes running above the pedestrian roads. Maybe one day they'll be up-graded into a high-tech means of transporting goods...you know, like in sci-fi movies...
Funky metal tubes...
And of course, why else would you go to Beijing's art district? Sure it's important to look at some of the art, but...Chinese people really like to sleep. Sleep is most important. We were in this room for maybe half-an-hour, looking at different works, and the whole time these two people slept - what looks like a very uncomfortable place - on the table.
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