4.06.2009

in pictures

This was at the Opposite House in Shanlitun, the most interesting designer hotel I've ever been in. That's me and in a glass corridor looking down onto the pool. This is at Li-Space, my favorite gallery in Chaochangdi. The most avant garde contemporary Chinese artists moved out to this rural land in unassuming farm houses and simple red brick facades when the original 798 art district got too comercial for their liking. This piece is called "Man on Fire". Here I am trying to blow Obama out.
I paid an average Chinese person's monthly salary for a decadent meal at Maison Boulud, the restaurant making the most noise in the Beijing dining scene. Meal left my mind dissapointingly intact but wallet markedly lighter.
Art pushing boundaries at 798

Buy a candle, and maybe your ancestors will grant your wish
I almost tatooed branches of blossoms spiraling up my back this summer. I will just admire them on trees for now.

a list

1. Saw the best of mongolian folk music live the other day. It was haunting, and throaty, and celtic, and when I closed my eyes I could smell the grass lands and hear the horses in the distance. Hanggai on Myspace.


2. Beijing in springtime is a vision in blossoms. Every street is spotted with the beautiful trees. Even the most haggardly barren branches of winter have turned a new leaf and sway in the wind with milky white petals. I want one in my room.

3. I wish I had known earlier you could perm the roots of your hair and create a lift-effect so that you never have to tease and blowdry for volme again. Only in China can you do this for under 20 dollars.

4. I love The Zombies. Colin Blunstone was the shiz in their prime. Can't say his face or vocals have aged well with time. Let me just preserve you in the golden era of Oddyssey and Oracle...
What's your name...Who's your daddy?

5. I got a job, as a special assistant to the executive director of a 5 star hotel in Beijing. Not sure exactly what I'm doing yet, and if you wonder how I got this job its all about the 'guanxi'. Hollllaaaaaa.

6. So I was on a golden age of rock n' roll youtube binge when I came across this old Del Shannon song, and it reminded me of the time in my life I was doing exciting things in music and have missed that so much since. My boyfriend at the time was a skinny emo skater who introduced me to gems like Runaway and White Rabbit, and we even formed a band covering the Jefferson Airplanes and White Stripes. I may or may not have posters from our first promos kickin around.I was singing scat solos in a jazz choir, playing drums for a band, practicing Chopin nocturnes four hours a day, and feeling energetic. I want that feeling back.

4.04.2009

i am rolling on the floor, literally

CLEANING FAIL




I say this one's a WIN. You?

4.01.2009

a brooklyn bagel in beijing

There is a spot on the outskirts of Beijing that expats flock to with their families for brunch, artisan pizzas, and bagels that remind them of the corner store in Brooklyn. That place is Mrs. Shanen's, and the owner Lejen, a Chinese-born American, has become a fixture in the city's food scene. She recently started a small organic farm in rural Beijing near the restaurant and now sources most food from her own farm, using only organic processes.

I was curious to see what an organic farm in China is like, so I set up a time on the weekend to meet her and view Green Cow Farm. The farm is a collaboration between her and Model Farm, an independent organization working with the governments in China and Brazil to promote organic farming through setting up functioal model farms. Government dignitaries and environmental decision-makers often tour them and gradually adopt larger-scale versions that are commercially viable. Coincidentally enough, the director of the project in China, who I met that day, is a fellow Canuck, and one of the farms being set up right now is in the small town of Guanghan, where I was born!

Other than producing organic eggs, milk, and vegetables, the farm has many guest rooms that feature solar heating, and no-flush toilets that save the world one sewer at a time. They are just normal toilets that unload into a big pit underground where the waste is mixed together with other compost, and eventually used back on the soil, full circle. Amazingly enough, the toilets did not smell at all and don't pollute our most valuable resource, water.

I also attended a brunch held by the Yale Club in Beijing, don't ask how I weasled my way onto that mailing list, featuring Evan Osnos as the speaker. I have an intellectual crush on Evan Osnos. He took over Peter Hessler (more on him later) as the Chinese correspondant for the New Yorker magazine a year ago, leaving his former post as foreign correspondant to the Washington Post. He understands and explains the societal onion that is China with such thorough, unbiased clarity that he's won over many Chinese readers, which is saying a lot for a country that has always had a shaky relationship with foreign media. He spoke well about China, the "angry" youth who defend it, the African vendors who come to make it big, and the avant-garde film directors who are presenting the country in its truest form. He dissapointingly didn't dwell on US-China relations even though the talk was titled "China in the age of Obama", but living in China for a while will teach you to keep your political opinions mum.

Read his work here, here, and his blog here.








red sun rising in the east

The fail-proof cure to fatigue is to shake it out of your legs and sweat it out on the dance floor. All. Night. Long.

The reward?