Creation with loved ones around 總有你伴著

"Hey, how's going? Is it a sunny day?"

 

"Yup, close my eyes enjoying sunshine now."

 These two cats have never met, one is in the north while the other is in the south.  But I meet them and stroke them often.   Long hair Mogi is mine. The black&white is my studio neighbour's cat.  I adore both very much and found they're around my creations.

 

The prints from yellow flowers given by my studio's neighbour.  How can I not thinking of my good neighbours while doing creation.

That day I went solo biking passing the path in a village......

 

in the north of our region with undulating mountain.

 

Found the vinegrape and picked a few leaves for printing

 

Up to the mountain with herd of cows greeting

This is our stunning nature

 

Can you imagine Hong Kong - a facinating financial centre of high rises but just half an hour away we're into rural scenery with wild nature.

 

After the ride I back to the studio passing by my neighbour Ms F.  She's so nice to give me vegetables and the flowers for my experiments.

"Mum has good finds again.  Aroma of lemmon marigold is tempting."

 

This is video of the biking in our beautiful area

 

The other day I was in the north, next day I was in the south hiking with my team up to a mountain.

 

It's a cool day but not sunny.  Not too strenuous walking up and down the 1000+ steps.

 

In the middle looking back is Stanley where my studio was formerly there.  Now I rent out and moved to the north.  The seasonal flowers of camellia granthamiana are blooming.

We walked up and down along cement steps, then rocky path......

Can you see the flowers and the trail?  It's challenging but we can make it as we do almost every Friday hiking.

 

Lots of fallen flowers on the path..... in the stream....

How can I resist not picking some on the ground?

Friends asked what I am doing with the rubbish.  I said I make prints with the treasure.

 

Hiking in our mountains is interesting, sometimes with the well maintained bridges.

These two bridges in the reservoirs were built in the era of British colony

 

I'm home this weekend.

Mogi found it strange with empty floor.  Rare for me?

Creation is part of my life. Never ending and just done with the finds.

Prints of vine leaves, camellia, oxalis, nandina, lemmon marigold........

With proper mordant the fabric of silk and viscose printed so well.

In preparation for the upcoming workshop in NGO, I've to test the fabric they got from donor.  I don't know what the fabrics are but sure not synthetic.  After mordant I tested it with simple plants.  It works.

 

Yellow prints from tithonia and onion skins. 

 

Opening is always surprising, either pleased or disappointed.

Black&white, I don't know your name.  You're in my rural studio, so tame.

Will see you soon.

My home cat Mogi. He's always around me - my "work-centric".

Thanks for stopping by.  Hope you enjoy our scenery and my work.

My book "Tiger's First Year" share with readers分享我的貓書 -貓貓喵噢第一年

Tiger, my gorgeous cat's now 3 years old. Almost an adult of 21-year old. His first year was really a GREAT fun for us, so I captured his naughty moments and published a book. The other day my niece Vicky said she saw the book in a public library. Yes, the municipal libaries bought a log. I 'm so delighted to share Tiger's fun with readers. My cat book extracts 很高興我的貓書在康文署圖書館有外借, 讓讀者分享Tiger的百厭反斗行為.

Humm....., sweet boy having a sweet dream.

Tiger used to be very energetic and curious. He screamed at night. He called us up every morning and answered the door.

"What time is it for my super?"

"Who's it? Is it Mum coming?"

"Hey, wake up, wak up for work. Oh, no, for my breakfast please."

Since Mogi, another guy come months ago, Tiger behaves like a big brother. He doesn't scream at night, no more hug, not much attached. Frankly I love the old days of Tiger but time flies like a baby growing up and wants to fly some day. For pets, we've to prepare they would leave us after some years. It's sad we should well prepare but treasure their happy moment.

Who broke my .........

Mogi asked "What's up?" and Tiger said "I was sleeping."

Who has broken my ......... not heart but my own made ceramic mugs.

After morning walk I come home found the mess. All my mugs fallen and broken.

Obviously it’s done by cats . Tiger or Mogi did it? No idea. Most likely it’s Mogi as he’s the new comer and just able to jump up the bench and scratches the magnets on the fridge. Probably when he scratched the magnets his limbs pulled all mugs down the floor.
The mugs are roughly made, not that pity but I was in a hurry to office after clean up. I didn’t blame them and quite tolerated.

I just asked them "who’s the naughty boy ?" Wordless, sigh !

Sweet boy, you’re spoilt ! Who wants to punish you?

Former look of the mugs