A strange encounter
in Lijiang
17 July, 2002
I sit here listening to Hank Williams Jr. Songs in front of the Lijiang Palace. Siting in Yan Sheng’s Café, studio, watching him sculpt and I am happy. Somehow it is incongruous that I should find such bliss yet I have come thousands of kilometres to find myself in one of the strangest places on Earth and the most beautiful, and it is right, it feels true. A redneck form the West, from Canada and America and an Eastern yellow-neck from China.
