Shu Tu Tong Gui. Yangjiang.
George Fraser Gallery. 10th May – 11th August.
Feeling guilty about missing their scheduled event.
Showing up with a group of friends during another (more private) tea ceremony.
Made our way into the back room.
Projections, outlines, ink + calligraphy brushes.
Black ink on white wall.
Proximity of potential strangers is irrelevant.
Just keep the ink inside the lines.
And if you screw up –
It doesn’t matter: water takes the mistakes away.
Would you like some tea?
Is that even a question?
Again the conversation opens
(in multiple languages)
about tradition, life, and culture.
Friends I should have known a while ago
only now begin to come into focus.
It only took four years and some tea.
For that friend to no longer be a stranger.
was that art?
Is that still even a relevant question,
or just something to redirect attention?
This question rolls around in my mind
a friend /
family member /
asks me what I do, what I make, who I am
that makes me different from anyone else
trying to throw paint at a social problem.
Is it location, location, location?
Is it a conceptual background story?
Or is it just a label?
That’s been (over) and (ab)used.
I used to think
it was anything
that made you think
about the way you think.
Now I’m not so sure.
What separates a lunch date from
Is it just a label?
Maybe we should discuss this
over some tea.
Photo Credit: Grace O’hara