Sep 06 2010
Chinese painting and ping pong!
On the agenda for today were two activities which I have not done since school – painting and table tennis. I was never much of an artist at school but my spirits were lifted when our art teacher (who made the style of painting seem so easy) told us that Chinese painting, like so many other activities, was very different to the way we do things back home. He explained that in Chinese painting, relatively few strokes are used and that a flowing motion with the brush should be adopted. The first painting we were asked to do was a bamboo plant which is very common in China. Any brief optimism I had that I may be able to take home a respectable, authentic Chinese drawing was quickly eradicated when my first attempt at the plant resembled a pile of dog bones. Unfortunately for me the rest of the class continued in the same vein; – as I continued to produce paintings equally as bad as the ones before (although I must admit I did produce one particularly good cherry which drew admiring glances from the teacher). There were some standout performances in the group – notably Paul (again), Maria and Jess (according to herself). At the end of the class the teacher told us that he could read into a person’s personality just by looking at the paintings they produced. I didn’t really want to know what my clumsy and heavy-handed painting said about me but a few others volunteered and received interesting responses.
In the afternoon we were taken to a hotel close by to play table tennis. The night before, after a few beers at dinner, a few of the guys (including me) over zealously challenged Mr Shu to a game. It was quickly apparent that that Mr Shu didn’t have to overly exert himself to teach us a lesson however it was great to watch him play against his trainer and be amazed at the speed they play at and the speed of their reactions. Myself and a few others who played a bit more began to grow in confidence and get more competitive. This was however short lived when we played the coach’s 12 year old daughter who put us back in our place, barely even giving us a point.
After about 6 hours of table tennis we walked back to the hotel agreeing on looking forward to an early night… however any hopes of this were dashed when upon arrival back at the hotel, we were greeted with some of the Chinese students holding a case of beer and a bottle of rice wine, another great night catching up with them and sharing stories of our experiences in China and Scotland.
All in all a great day – and as Jess Murray says every day, ‘probably one of my best days in China’….so far.
James