An Artist’s Journey: China, 1 July 2014


Renata and I were treated like honored guests by two of Renata’s former students and one of the student’s parents. I have never felt so welcome and honored and special. Never.

Wonderful funny moments: my Mandarin was so badly pronounced that the few words I knew were unintelligible. Jen, Iris’ mom doesn’t speak English at all, her dad has a few words. Both were incredibly enchanting and loving. We made it through with laughs and jokes and gestures and the young women’s great translations.

They are using my Chinese name; we are using their English ones.

When the food arrived, Ashley leaned to Renata and quietly asked if I needed a fork. She didn’t want me to be embarrassed. I overheard and told her I could use chop sticks. Renata agreed. Then, of course, I had to pick up a tricky piece of food, veggies wrapped in tofu skin. Everyone at the table was watching… I had to eat first…. and then cheered and clapped when I successfully snatched it off the plate and into my bowl.

Not quite a “Nixon goes to China” moment, but a cultural victory nonetheless!

And the food was amazing!

Zhongshan, People’s Republic of China

About jeanevogelart

Art saves lives. That's my mantra and my motivation. My primary purpose as an artist is to inspire, entertain, make you smile, make you mad, make you think or recall a memory. I strive for work that is intimate and genuine, and sometimes whimsical. It's always more than a "pretty picture." I demand a relationship.
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