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My Chinese
Paintings and Calligraphy

Performing calligraphy at
Tzu Chi Foundation,
New York City, 2007 |

Me at
fifteen painting an oil portrait
of Brigitte Bardot. From South
China Morning Post article |

Teaching calligraphy at
City University of New York |

Students’
work |
How I Became
an Artist
When I was
fourteen -- the same year I had my first essay published -- my
mother, proud at having discovered my supposed talent in
writing, decided to arrange for me to take painting lessons. As
a teenager, when she’d asked her own father to let her take art
lessons, his response was to scowl till the veins on his temples
throbbed so violently that they resembled baby snakes wriggling
to free themselves.
“If you dare to
try to become an artist, I swear I’ll break your legs!”
Mother retorted. “Then you want me to be a beggar?”
“Yes, because there’s no difference from being an artist!”
This working out of karma, as so often, was bittersweet.
Mother’s broken dream was fulfilled in me.
My first teacher
was Hong Kong’s most famous oil portraitist and an “old man” in
his late fifties. A bond quickly developed between us. Every
Saturday, even with a headache or cramps, I’d pick up my heavy
wooden paint box and take the ferry to his house. When I
arrived, the door was already open with the rich aroma of hot
chocolate rushing to greet my nostrils.
A year later, my
teacher recommended me for inclusion in the annual exhibition of
the Contemporary Chinese Artists’ Guild. Since I was the
youngest member ever admitted, newspapers were eager to
interview me. Mother, proud of her discovery of my other talent,
hired another teacher to tutor me in Chinese painting and
calligraphy at home. The Guild continued to exhibit my paintings
every year until I left to study music in Paris.
Now my favorite
subject of painting is Guan Yin, the Chinese Goddess of
Compassion. Before I began, I would light incense, meditate,
then recite the 360 word Heart Sutra. I prayed that the Goddess
would guide my hands to reveal her beauty, wisdom, and
compassion. My prayers seem to be always answered, for each time
as her serene face began to manifest on the fragile rice paper,
my heart would swell with the wonder of the Dharma!
In 2002, I had a
solo painting and calligraphy exhibition in SoHo, New York City,
and in 2008, I teach a calligraphy workshop at the City
University of New York.
Click here for a detailed
description of my calligraphy course
Click here to see Mingmei's calligraphy
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paintings
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calligraphy events
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