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defrogWrapping up our coverage of my two-day trip to Macau earlier this week.
Here’s how Tuesday went.
We spent the day in the old part of town in and around the St Lazarus Church district in search of a really obscure art gallery that was showcasing manga art and a cosplay gallery, among other things. We ended up kicking around the side streets off Rua de Campo that led us to a really picturesque neighborhood where buildings 90 years old have been transformed into residences and art galleries.
We had lunch in one of them, the Albergue Gallery (the one with the fuzzy trees, above), though the food (Italian) was average. The art was better – a collection of Rui Rasquinho’s illustrations to Sunpin’s The Art Of War (Sunpin being Sun Tzu’s decendent who wrote his own Art Of War as a companion piece to Sun Tzu’s writing).
Like this.
The gallery we were looking for – 10 Fantasia (the one with the art pigs out front) – turned out to be just up the stairs. Inside we found some nifty stuff inside from local artists that wasn’t groundbreaking, but worth the effort to find.
The other highlight was getting sidetracked into a local bookstore, where I found a cheap copy of Mark Twain’s Life On The Mississippi. The best part was when the bridal unit, who had been perusing the Chinese-language books (many of which are translations of English-language books) came up and asked me if I was familiar with Neil Gaiman. She’d seen a book called Anansi Boys and thought it sounded cool. I assured her it was.
And so much for Macau. Exhausting trip, but time well spent.
In the bag,
This is dF
Here’s how Tuesday went.
We spent the day in the old part of town in and around the St Lazarus Church district in search of a really obscure art gallery that was showcasing manga art and a cosplay gallery, among other things. We ended up kicking around the side streets off Rua de Campo that led us to a really picturesque neighborhood where buildings 90 years old have been transformed into residences and art galleries.
We had lunch in one of them, the Albergue Gallery (the one with the fuzzy trees, above), though the food (Italian) was average. The art was better – a collection of Rui Rasquinho’s illustrations to Sunpin’s The Art Of War (Sunpin being Sun Tzu’s decendent who wrote his own Art Of War as a companion piece to Sun Tzu’s writing).
Like this.
The gallery we were looking for – 10 Fantasia (the one with the art pigs out front) – turned out to be just up the stairs. Inside we found some nifty stuff inside from local artists that wasn’t groundbreaking, but worth the effort to find.
The other highlight was getting sidetracked into a local bookstore, where I found a cheap copy of Mark Twain’s Life On The Mississippi. The best part was when the bridal unit, who had been perusing the Chinese-language books (many of which are translations of English-language books) came up and asked me if I was familiar with Neil Gaiman. She’d seen a book called Anansi Boys and thought it sounded cool. I assured her it was.
And so much for Macau. Exhausting trip, but time well spent.
In the bag,
This is dF
