Chun 春

Summer time is nice and hot, now my life is sweet like vanilla is. Seasons have changed twice since i last wrote; from a Parisian winter to a cali spring to summer in hong-kong; now i write from bed number 3.

If only i was stuck on an airplane between time zones between places i need to go, i would sit and mold and won't even feel the slightest guilt about laying there doing nothing. 

someone says there's always a season in life to do a certain thing, but i've always wanted to do two, three, four things at once. Possible or impossible. people say i am still young, but i feel like there's no more time. change or don't change. I’m not sure yet at this point.

The ride home marks a new season for me and the ride back is also a different one. Each debark is a new start and a clean slate to do what you’ve thought about for the last 16 so hours. As if you were to combine a dozen of Mondays to mark a new change. I’ve got about a month left until I take my next one and I’ve already got a long list of changes. Tiring? Yes, and very necessary to breakdown and re-adjust myself like play-doh.

I’m running out of planes to catch. School’s almost over and soon everything will be settled. And seasons will blend, changes harder to make.

春 means summer. 春 means youth.

Apologies for the long delay. I finally completed the painting for the beloved Chun Family: Judith, Tom and Punky based on an old family portrait, amazing how baby punky chun got her sass on.

Chun Family Portrait in Acrylics Aug 2012

C'est moi

http://humsci.stanford.edu/faces/story/xiaoze_xie

中 CHUNG

Chung, 2012 in Acrylics

中:“Oh i checked it out on fb. Lol. i can tell it is me. but i expected a different drawing’

V: “haha just by your eye! ANGEL EYES. doesn't look like you now though. The picture was from the cruise…when you didn't play computer”

中:“my angel eyes are long gone”

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il a été depuis longtemps. It has been a while. I was struck by great discouragement in the last few months and thus wasn't able to complete a single painting. But in the hustle and bustle of paris, treading on the same pavements that all impressionists once stood upon, i found my little place at the l'ecole art plastiques tucked away on a side street in the 10th arr. I began working on the first portrait of yr 2012, my brother. it is far from being finished but i thought i might give you all a little preview. Happy chinese new year, 萬事如意。