If you were wondering about the absence of yesterday’s post, it was a public holiday in China. It was the Qing Ming Festival, or tomb cleaning day. Because I live in Big Wave Bay and just the other side of the hill from the cemetery, it was very very difficult to get out of the village. Buses and taxis were backed up for a long way as police tried to keep things moving along. But the streets were filled with people carrying pigs, chickens and lit incense and getting around was not at all easy. I did manage to get out of the village and get into town, but Hong Kong was also chaotic as all the maids had the day off as well. It put my population theory to the test. My theory is this: Because everyone lives and works in sky rises, if everyone on the island went outside at the same time there would not be room enough for everyone. People would get pushed into Victoria Harbor do to the lack of ground space. Well, it turns out, this won’t happen (whether or not I want to push anyone into the harbor). So back to today’s drawing. 😉
Could the weather be any more beautiful? I doubt it. But I look back over my blog and it appears that there are more good days than not. So here are the numbers: 20C, 50% humidity, and a steady 15 knot wind coming off the ocean from the east. This is the weather that you pass through warm and cool pockets of air as you walk along. I ate two ice-cream cones just sitting on Blake Pier at Stanley. Blake Pier sits below Murray House on the waterfront. Both were built in the mid to late 1800’s in Central District and relocated here about 10 years ago. I appreciate the effort it took for Hong Kong to keep these Victorian structures and to do such a good job dismantling, numbering and reassembling both buildings. As an odd note: when they finished putting the Murray House back together, there were 6 columns left. The chose not to toss them out and they now sit in front of the house.
I ran out of sun block this last weekend and chose to sit under a mammoth banyan tree at the end of Stanley Market Road. It was well shaded under a grandfather of a banyan tree and my seat looked out over the harbor. The banyan tree I drew was another mammoth of a tree. Many tourists stop here just to look at these trees. No wonder Buddha was sitting under one when he became enlightened. You could spend a long time looking at these magnificent trees and never see the same thing twice. I would equate this to sitting by a river and watching the currents roll by, or watching a fire at night. I was limited to one hour to do this drawing. I hear my third ice cream calling me now. 😉