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2011年9月1日 星期四

A third Stroll around Town


Walked through the waterfront of Central again and of Wanchai. I could never get tired of the
form of its its buildlngs, as reflected and transformed by the glistening surfaces of its windows
and chrome plates.






Can you tell what buildings they are?





Are you sure they are the same or different buildings?






There can be no doubt about these!





The stationary bull, head up, is looking one way. The man is walking, head down, in the other.
Is the man local or foreign? Can one tell in these days of global movement of funds at
the click of a computer mouse?





Is that another bull but shorn of its horns? And with a lump on its hump?





Is that the way our stock market is moving?






Ah, two men, walking in opposite directions on the same path!






Do we intend to walk up or walk down? 






The cars are parked facing downhill. What is that man sitting on the fire hydrant so absorbed
in looking at? Stock  prices?  Message from his boss? His girl friend? His mother? His son?
Or racing tips?






Real and drawn windows! Real and drawn curtains! Which look more beautiful? Or uglier?
Interesting?






An army of silent firemen with short extended arms?






Sunlit path on the way to the Convention Exhibtion Centre





Chrome tree with its annual rings and horizontal arms, colored blue inside the CEC?





Another chrome tree with a pink arm?






An array of cicles on the wall with matching numbers on the floor? Which are the originals
and which their doubles? Does it matter?






Rope stands marching towards retirement?






The feet of telephone booths or the Chinese magical boards (七巧版)?  





Stands or modern drawings?





Can we call those doors any more?






Are those metal guard stands and the torso of a shapely female or even her bra?






Are these rectangles, triangles, parallelograms or just plain windows?






Are these lanterns or just triangles , rectangles and circles?






Is that the Bank of China in the background?






Is that a cleaning trolley or simply a picture?






Are those doors or just lines, light and shadows?





Is that part of an apple of light?






Is that a reflection or something real?





A truncated crane?






Is that a ladder and a life buoy or just straight lines, bars, rectangles?   





Is that a Henry Moore or an imitation?







One door or more than one?






An image  of the state of our construction industry, full of holes on a green plastic sheet
mounted on scaffolds of bamboo?









Three flags with troops of PRC produced flower stands guarding the exterior of our TDC
headquarters?







Three "flags" fluttering apparently quite freely, two of them looking remarkably like being
hung from a mechanical arm behind them? Or is that just an optical illusion?






Some one trying hard to dig at the foundation behind our memorial plague marking the
return of sovereignty to our mother country?






Fences and guard walls everywhere, white, tinged with with red on top, yellow in the middle
and mainly red at the side and behind?