Three bows, the third one was the longest bow that I gave to anyone ever. I was holding back my tears, gasping for air as to how much my bow would mean for my calligraphy teacher- 王老师. He had passed... Continue Reading →
Returning to writing Chinese calligraphy after four long years. This is quaint, almost feeling like I am back home. Feels, regrets, but no turning my back against calligraphy anymore.