Technology is a great thing, but sometimes there can be just too much of it.  Instead of helping us, gadgets distract us from what's really important - our human connections, with others and also with ourselves.  I am very proud to be part of the TOME project.  Crowd funding campaign is coming...

Project

Novel

When we live in a foreign country for a while, we discover the real country and our different selves, seen through a complex set of lenses of us being both the émigré and the immigrant.

This novel is set in the East End, the Cotswolds, London and Beijing.  It contains English and Chinese people, many different types of each in terms of class, attitudes, ethnicities, beliefs, morals...  And through these differences the story unfolds, through the eyes of George, an Englishman who meets a characterful yet mysterious man in Beijing and falls in love with a woman he should not...  

It is a story of love, loss, struggle, joy, infatuation, hysteria…  It is as much about the story-line as commentaries on society, politics and history.

It is available from Amazon, as an e-book.  If you would like to have a printed version, please contact me for a bespoke production. NOTE: based on feedback, a second edition will be released in 2017.​  

Photography

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Calligraphy

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Music

One day at kindergarten, on the balcony, I saw my father at the back of a truck, with a few of his colleagues, sitting around a big black thing.  I got home that evening and touched the white and black keys for the first time.  I was five.  Perhaps that was the end of my childhood...  Tears, fears, cheers... these were but interruptions between sets of fifteen, of Hanon, Czerny, Clementi, Bach, Mozart...

Then I left China and that piano, almost ironically brand-named "happiness".  But not before long, I started to miss it, as if through hardship, it had really become part of me.  

My mother bought me a digital piano as reward for my reasonable set of GCSE results.  It was close to a real piano and could be taken apart and shoved in the back of a small car.  I took it to university, and have lived with it ever since.  I composed many pieces using it, symphonic and chamber, mostly played nowhere other than in my head, and hence none can be uploaded here other than fragments of scores for visual musing.

I have uploaded some of my playing, mostly improvised, for I am now too lazy to learn other people's scores.  

Turkic instrumental









[ more music will be uploaded when I find the opportunity to play and record without my kids laughing at the background]

  1. Symphonic works, fragment at the start
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    Symphonic works, fragment at the start
  2. Symphonic works, fragment somewhere in the middle
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    Symphonic works, fragment somewhere in the middle
  3. Symphonic works, fragment somewhere in the middle
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    Symphonic works, fragment somewhere in the middle
  4. Lolita, a chamber opera
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    Lolita, a chamber opera
  5. Ensemble, second bit of the sheet
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    Ensemble, second bit of the sheet
  6. Ensemble, at the start
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    Ensemble, at the start