a classical chinese garden enclosed by high white walls crouches on the edges of Vancouver's Chinatown and the downtown eastside - an intrepid tourist destination to be sure, but more so a serene gracenote in this gritty neighbourhood, an elemental sanctuary from the burgeoning urban dissonance, a reined in tranquil refuge for asian sensibilities...
on one very cold afternoon a week after all the chinese new year celebrations were over, I felt the urge to capture some quiet non-festive pieces of traditional chinese heritage within this verdant landscaped and architectural formulaic courtyard - I panned down for the water reflection series in the previous posting and I glimpsed upwards for this one...
latching onto structural details that are weathering in the most artful fashion - the worn mossy rooftiles softly presenting the pale pink blooms of an early blossoming cherry, the staccato splashes of providential reds in a patinaed palette of greys and whites, the calligraphic web of bare branches against the signage of intricate chinese characters, and the pre-spring budding in the warmth of the peeling red lacquered gateway...
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