Michael Sloan, abroad for the year, captures more lively views from the teeming streets of Hong Kong: full of color, clamor, and character.
Greetings from Hong Kong. My family and I continue our year-long adventure living and working in Hong Kong. Frequent thunder and lightning storms and temperatures in the 90’s herald the onset of summer in the sub-tropics. Here’s some of my work from the past month:
A butcher in Sheung Shui, a town with thriving street markets in the northern New Territories, and the last stop before the border with mainland China. This butcher has used imaginative lighting in his stall to display the meat to its best advantage.
Shoe repairman, Mong Kok. This man sets up his shop on a busy public sidewalk sandwiched between entrances to an elevated pedestrian walkway, a store that sells holiday decorations, and the art store which I frequent. I’ve walked past this location many times and have never seen him absent. There’s an understanding that this location belongs to this man, for the store that sells holiday decorations that spill out onto the sidewalk never usurps his space.
Waffle and juice stand at Fa Yuen and Bute streets, Mong Kok. I’m a great fan of this neon sign that gracefully wraps around the corner. The appetizing scent of fresh waffles and curried fish balls mingle with the putrid odor emanating from the stinky tofu stand a few doors down. (Stinky tofu: Is there any cooked food on earth that smells so different from the way that it tastes?) No other neighborhood in Hong Kong has inspired me to sketch as much as Mong Kok East with its carnival-like atmosphere, profusion of neon signs, hotels that rent rooms by the hour, and lively street markets that sell everything from goldfish to knock-off designer jeans and durian fruit. The combination of competing smells and intense tropical heat turn these streets into a veritable olfactory Olympics.
The engine room on the Star Ferry. This door is always open when the ferries are in service crisscrossing Hong Kong harbor. I’m always tempted to step inside and take a closer look at all the vintage machinery. To me, this sailor’s body language says: “You can look, but you can’t come in.”
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