Drawn from a photo I took for my friend Ezio in Shenyang, China. Despite having taught Ezio how to use the camera on his phone a few time, he can’t seem to stop taking blurry shots of his fingers. So while we were in Shenyang I was in charge of taking photos for him. He kept on telling me he wanted to capture the “beautiful Manchurian faces” around him. Which means I had to walk around on stealth mode and sneak photos of the good people of Northern China.
Drawn from a picture I took my niece when she ran out of the house to meet us. Because we live on different continents, I’ve only seen her twice in my life. When we do see each other, she likes to follow me around and spy on me. She thinks I’m such an oddity because I speak broken Chinese.