February 2010
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broom-fiend
On New Year’s Eve a man selling flowers made of ricepaper pith knocked on the gate of a village house in Qing County, shouting, “Why do you keep me waiting so long? Where’s the money for the flowers?” The head of the family asked around, but no one had bought any. The pedlar insisted that a little girl had walked into the house after taking some flowers. The argument...
“As one starts painting one should clearly bring out the three dimensions of the...”
– 芥子園畫傳