I am obsessed with trees. It’s my religion really. Here, really is where I feel like I can see me. When I was little my mom cut my hair into one of those straight fringe, straight bob cuts, Chinese-esque. My grandfather was born in Tientsin*. Mostly he was a watercolourist. My favourite paintings of his are the junks. My favourite painting is a Karoo oil he did after I was born.
Hello Katie. Pleased to meet you.
Making my way through four different manuscripts at the moment, seeing which one will resound - like echo really, when i hit my keyboard which one talks back at me? The story I like the most is sitting inside my veins at the moment, I can’t seem to get it out. Strangely, I want to paint it more than write it. Like I have to make up a whole world, so I can actually see it as I build it - inside my head, a network of streets that grows… But I can’t seem to write it yet.
*Initially I had this as Hong Kong. Read Guy Todd in Tientsin.