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drawers

Life is but a process of opening and closing endless drawers

Zhang Xiaogang: The Aesthetics of Calm Provocation

Zhang Xiaogang (張曉剛) was born in Kunming, Yunnan in 1958. He later studied painting in Sichuan Fine Arts Institute from which he graduated in 1982. Having spent his formative years Continue reading →

Mandalay

An’ the dawn comes up like thunder outer China ‘crost the Bay !

The World is Out of Growth Ideas. Where to Look Next?

At a time when it is fashionable to attribute the current global economic malaise to Western arrogance, a rising number of Western-educated public intellectuals in Asia are turning the barrels Continue reading →

Selling your Country

  UK ™ by Mark Leonard Published in 1997, Mark Leonard’s report made itself available to the public just in time to be swept away as last-century. UK ™ should Continue reading →

Valuing Art in China

Auctioneers in China may have reasons to be jubilant. The recent years have seen paintings and antique prices rocketing up to empyrean levels. Last year’s spring sale saw a Qi Continue reading →

Poet and Philosopher (I)

I know a man who lives on cotton clouds. He dreams all day and talks philosophy. His brain is spread with salmon-colour thoughts, His fridge is always empty but for Continue reading →

Bank’s Reputation Banks on Risky Project

Some time ago, and I don’t remember when, I worked on an international marketing project for a major investment bank. They wanted to use China’s high speed railway as a Continue reading →

Ay, There’s the Rub: to be or not to be … a natural beauty

Being in the unfortunate majority of the population that has not been graced by nature with flawless skins or barbiesque features, the natural thing to do is to elicit help Continue reading →

Revelation

I was staring out of the window in a moment of introspect, pondering the meaning of my work, of a possible career in which a lifetime of “care” (moras) is Continue reading →

Seasoned Heart

My tender heart was available For a reasonable price But you thought it too much, Or of it, too little. With your mocking fingers You poked, teasing its Firmity; satisfied Continue reading →