中文

Still can recall the fun of drawing these bottles of oil 🙂

*I am revisiting my first solo exhibition “Oily Records” (2015) and rearranging the images at lohyipei.com*

English

We laid the nets around the trees. The nets were extended as long as possible in between trees. We brought down olives by using the harvesters which looked like giant forks that shook automatically. Olives would fly down blindly and hit on my face, dropped into my boots and sometimes into my gloves (don’t know how it happened). We transferred the olives from the nets into the baskets and lastly they would be sent to the factory for cold-press.

*I am revisiting my first solo exhibition “Oily Records” (2015) and rearranging the images at lohyipei.com*

中文

*I am revisiting my first solo exhibition “Oily Records” (2015) and rearranging the images at lohyipei.com*

中文

Branches of olive trees are a great material for drawing. They looked elegant on paper.

*I am revisiting my first solo exhibition “Oily Records” (2015) and rearranging the images at lohyipei.com*

中文

Herds of sheep or cows were guests of the olive grove. They were from the neighbours. Occasionally, I would walk Roger in the grove. Sometimes, he would run next to me if I jog in the grove. He usually got excited when the sheep were around and he would chase after them for no reason (I guess so).

*I am revisiting my first solo exhibition “Oily Records” (2015) and rearranging the images at lohyipei.com*