It’s been awesome getting to know some of the other tutors as well. The other day I went to this Muslim-style barbeque place with my buddy Randall. We ordered lamb and beef on sticks that look like really long toothpicks. We also ordered thin mushrooms wrapped in tofu and Mediterranean flat-bread. The two of us sat on low stools at a table that stood no more than 12 inches from the ground. We began talking about work at the Academic Center—what sort of advice we’d given students that afternoon.
Before long, though, our conversation drifted elsewhere. Randall is an abstract artist. He showed me, once, how he takes plaster of Paris and smears it on the canvass, making neat designs and textures. He then uses spray paint, linseed oil, Windex, turpentine and random stuff like onion peels and garlic to finish his various masterpieces. As we sat on our stools eating barbeque, Randall and I speculated as to whether or not there is a potential market for abstract art in China.