After many sleepless nights (the biological clock lost in time) we reinvented our website, this time to fill the mug as much to the brim as we can help it. We did without the highly-technological approach for something really vector-graphics style, that you can expect what you would want to look for, as well as discover the unexpected kinks at little corners of this place.
We call it our graffiti wall so it doesn’t confine us to just making something really clean and proper like a corporate website. We put some other stuff in life that might excite you, sometimes away from graphic design (though altogether still creative works).
So now you get stuff that is refreshed, constantly updated (we don’t say this with fingers-crossed), chunks of our works, and sometimes little extras to download. Please write to us if you have any comments or things to say about us and the wall, we hope you enjoy.
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| not fresh milk . |
| ck’s open affair with the overdue fat chinese women . |
+ PHOENIX IN THE DARK CLOUD
Call it fetish (albeit, an odd one), and my heart will still go on for them - my infamously voluptuous women of the Tang Dynasty of ancient China. No one else seemed to appreciate them, I am happy about it, which translates to no competition over them. And no, they were never, and would never be, sexual fantasies of any sort (NEVER!!!); if there were to be any sense of fantasy, it would only be with their hard-to-stifle-my-laughter fashion sense. Yes I am madly in passion with the too-high coiffures, too-revealingly-sheer summer wear, and the myriad of creatures they could paint on their plump faces.
It all started on the Imperial Consort Yang, more commonly (or only) known as Yang Guifei. Actually I was lying when I said that; it started because of Li Lihua acting as Yang Guifei on the TV set. Then another Yang Guifei in a then-SBC drama, then in some China production, and the list goes on. Of course I got bored of what they showed on TV, mostly attributable to the fast-expanding zen minimalism culture, that made so many costume designers betray the truth of the Tang Dynasty fashion world. That set me to my expedition back into an almost forgotten era - the glorious golden renaissance of China's arts and culture.
Anyway, (to cut short my tale) being a designer and artist benefits in many ways, and in context I can translate my subject of fetish to fashion whatever I fancy, be they head-dresses too high for practical sake (being impractical for them was a practicality), dresses too long that sweep across four lanes on the PIE, face tattoos so many that vie with the basic features for some sane attention.
As for you, you could have skipped all the above, and just click straight on the graphics (but thanks for reading it really). And yes, my fetish can be commissioned for selling design/art works.
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