It’s one of those mornings when a travel memory alights inside my head. This one was playing, or rather watching a fabulous group of smart Chinese business boys play a dice game, surrounded by beautiful women, drinking the finest whiskey and sipping the most delicious champagne. The thoughtful and careful service in this small private room at a nightclub in Beijing earlier this year was entertainment in itself. And there I was drinking champagne and laughing along with the fun of this drinking game.
But back to the art work, as I started drawing dice they looked more like pieces of toast and when the dots were added, the toast turned to cushions. Sometimes a drawing doesn’t turn out the way you intended it to be. At that point I normally accept what it is, turn the page and move on.
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