Chengdu. An old lady in slippers fossicks about in the bright yellow leaves for fallen nuts from the local ginkgo tree. Bananas on pedicabs roll past mahjong players and open air eateries. Bundled up babies flail about like pudgy starfish on the laps of knitting grannies. The pace is chill, the sun shines, the sky is blue. This is the environment where Allan Xia 夏昊禹,ContinueContinue reading “When the Chinese Kid Drops Maths for Art: Interview with Allan Xia”
