I am currently wallowing in the warm smog of Beijing. A city I visited eighteen months ago during winter that has now drastically transformed itself. Climatically of course as Summer is not too far away but also the look and intrastructure of the city has rapidly changed. Beijing I liked before and now even more so. The hotel I stay in is roughtly three kilometres east of Tiananmen Square and The Forbidden City, close to Ritan park but sadly no intriguing old Beijing style hutong laneways to stroll through. From this temporary studio fifteen floors high I overlook numerous embassies all waving their colorful national flags. This pleasantly confuses my geography some mornings when I awake. It is here I begin a new body of work entitled Travailogue which begins to dissect my wanderlust, tumbleweed fever or travel sickness whatever you may like to call it. Recent experiences in Thailand, Myanmar and the Philippines I now review, cull, meld and experiment with. Other journeys will be thrown into the mix as well as the good and bad of living here in Beijing for a few months. Lots of art to do and many ducks to eat whilst here....