Some years ago, in a small fishing village in China, a village who’s name I forgot, we came across this scene that I found captivating. There was something about this old, battered wall and this writing that I just had to capture on film, ehr, chip. Of course, I have no clue what so ever of what is written on this wall. :)
I’m publishing it now as I’m considering it for a very large print on my own wall, a place since a few days held by a print of the Terracotta army of Xi’an.
Shot in the olden days of (and with) my Minolta Dimage 7Hi