07.11.2012 § Leave a comment
As a tourist in a new place, I feel compelled to run around and look at everything that is going on and the beautiful sceneries, so the museums are always left out. I am always a bit bewildered by the idea of locking myself in a place for a whole day and looking at things from the past when I should be “sightseeing.” But after some traveling, some of the most memorable things I’ve found are the notes or sketches I made at a museum. As a textile designer, I constantly look for inspiration for new motifs. Even the most unlikely things will strike my fancy, such as these cubist looking glass jars from the Baccarat Museum in Paris or this hardware by Diego Giacometti.
These sketches were made on 1-28-2008.
28.04.2011 § Leave a comment
Remembering “Maple Fall”
Last autumn was long. Usually Chicago has about two weeks of spring or fall before summer or winter starts. Last autumn was long enough for the maple leaves to turn brilliantly red. I planted a few maple trees in my yard years ago but failed; they turn yellow instead of red. Luckily, there are some beautiful maple trees in my neighborhood to enjoy. I used to stop and stare at the luminous orange leaves for a long time in the alley on my way home. « Read the rest of this entry »
24.12.2010 § Leave a comment
part 2 : there is beauty in withered flowers…
I remember going for extra lessons of drawing at one of our renowned professor’s private studio during college. Private lesson students shared the same studio with him. He’d always have a vase of roses on the still life table. « Read the rest of this entry »
23.12.2010 § Leave a comment
part 1 : The roses bloomed beautifully…
A flower is a luxury. Although I can afford it, I feel guilty indulging myself with impractical things when there are people starving. The color of these roses stopped me at Cotsco when we were hauling food for the holiday party, “but this is holiday season,” so I bought a bunch of pink roses, a bunch of white roses, and some green chrysanthemums. « Read the rest of this entry »