
I did this sketch in one fine afternoon. The setting was what my dad already had in his garden. The colorful pumpkins bought for celebrating the past Chinese new year day were carefully laid in a wooden nest. The chair was a simple one, very old and worn out with years of sunlight and wind. While I was drawing, it occurred to me that this chair had been in our garden for, perhaps, almost twenty years and I had been living in such natural environment for too many years that I took it for granted. It seemed like I suddenly noticed things around me. The different tones of birdsong. The various shapes and shades of tree leaves. The fresh breeze in such ordinary afternoon time.
I wondered why I never see this kind of things before…
I wanted to color this sketch but thought better of it and took this photo instead.







