every day we say goodbye
S listens
Danger! Electricity!
Smoke gets in your eyes
Andy Lau look-alike adjusts his glasses
J comes too
My favourite architect and I
After a two-year stint in the city, my former flatmate S is ready to start her career on another island, and hopefully the ambitious lady will set up her own design studio in the near future, too. The leaving do took place at Smiths of Smithfields, an old meatpacking warehouse where designers + friends of designers drink and get merry--not too dissimilar from a meat market, eh? In an industry that values foreign imput, most of my Taiwanese architect friends have found jobs in London, and are pretty happy with the work environment. B likes his new regular lifestyle, whilst D just played his first five-a-side football. There was a landscape architect (or should I say 'starchitect') who looked like Andy Lau, and an interior designer whose current project is a huge banker's mansion near Hampstead Heath. As the night moved on, HY (what else) another starchitect joined in; I also got the chance to introduce a faraway rare visitor, my uni friend J to the black-suited gang.