My Sanbao Experience
and heroes, stared at us.
The walled residency compound, rich with the rust colored adobe surfaced walls welcomed me. Red banners hung vertically on each side of the entrance, displaying large calligraphic characters, wishing prosperity and long life to all who entered. Paper lanterns suspended like giant crimson cherries, swayed lightly in the breeze. We crossed the threshold and entered an inner courtyard that was a beautiful garden of subtropical fauna and delicate flowers. A gaggle of ceramic, Chinese mythological characters and heroes, partially hidden amongst the thick foliage stared at us as we passed by. A narrow wooden footbridge carried us across a small tributary to the entrance of the inner court. After climbing a few steps of hewn stone, past numerous clay pots, bowls and piles of fused Ming and Qing shards,we entered another smaller court yard. A few chickens as they went running by and small band of puppies were frolicing in the shade of a small tree. The delicious smell of food cooking and the soft banter of other artists partaking of their evening meal greeted us. We had arrived, and my education was about to begin.
Founded by the international
ceramic artist Jackson Li
Full clay studio facilities
|Li Jiangshan the President of Sanbao|
The staff of Sanbao was to become my mentors. They encouraged me to discover the local and distant landmarks. They invited me to delve into the mysterious Chinese cultural activities, to appreciate their music, and experience the generous hospitality of the local residents.
A small city in Chinese terms
A bustling center of activity
has the right of way.
Black smoke to make white jade.
A one thousnad year ceramic industry
A large factory without a roof.
The city was like a large factory without a roof. It was not uncommon to see ceramic ware, at all stages of completion, being transported throughout the streets and alleys of the town. Ceramic objects would move from studio to studio, factory to factory. Each move was to complete the next step in the process. There were the throwers, trimmers, glazers, decorators, kiln masters, transportation jobbers, wrappers and shippers. The process did not end until it was sold and delivered to the customer.
Amazed at what I saw
Vases fourteen feet high
The antique market.
Where you can buy and antique that was made yesterday.