A Man Holding A Basketball In His Right Hand Art

a painting of a man holding a knife
a painting of a man holding a ball
a painting of a man holding a ball
a painting of a shirtless man holding a rope
a painting of a man holding a ball
a painting of a man with his hands up
a painting of a man with his hands up in the air
a statue of a man with his hands up
a man sitting in the dark with his hands folded in front of him
a man sitting in the dark with his hands on his knees
a bronze statue of a man holding a tennis racquet
a bronze statue of a man holding a shield and a sword
An Asian Slice At the dark end of an alley on a moonless night, A youth squats low to the ground, turned toward the wall with his face in his lap. Someone might think he’s sleeping. He’s smoking heroin. Soon he’ll fall over and soil himself, and stay right there until dawn. Back at the neon-lit mouth of this dark alley, hookers walk back and forth, hurrying to get past the alley, either for fear or because is smells so bad. Eyelids, all painted golden, Asian whores always look like they’re made of candy. Candy it is; but a snarling cat awaits its prey.
a painting of a man holding a ball in his hand
a painting of a man holding a bird in his hand
a painting of a man holding a ball in his hand
a painting of a man holding a light in his hand
a painting of a man covering his eyes
a drawing of a man holding a sword
An Asian Slice At the dark end of an alley on a moonless night, A youth squats low to the ground, turned toward the wall with his face in his lap. Someone might think he’s sleeping. He’s smoking heroin. Soon he’ll fall over and soil himself, and stay right there until dawn. Back at the neon-lit mouth of this dark alley, hookers walk back and forth, hurrying to get past the alley, either for fear or because is smells so bad. Eyelids, all painted golden, Asian whores always look like they’re made of candy. Candy it is; but a snarling cat awaits its prey.
a painting of a man holding a ball
a painting of a man holding a ball
a painting of a man holding a ball
a painting of a man holding a knife
a painting of a man holding a ball
a painting of a man holding a rope
a painting of a man holding a knife
a painting of a man holding a ball
a painting of a man holding a sword and a shield
a statue of a man and a demon holding a sword
a painting of a man holding a light in his hand
a painting of a man holding a bird in his hand
a man holding a rope with both hands
a painting of a man holding a sword next to a demon
a painting of a man holding a sword next to a dragon
Inside an informal church in Kuala Lumpur. Wing Sun and his father and mother, along with Siu Zi, his friend from school are there together. We are standing in the back of the room, and there are many more people than there were in the London church. There are people of different ethnicities, but mostly Chinese Malaysian. The Pastor, a Chinese man, is standing up front speaking to the congregation, facing them. The atmosphere is hot and sweaty, with ceiling fans running, but still welcoming, Wing Sun is happy that his family is together and also that his friend Siu Zi, who he has just learned is a Christian, can be there too.
Inside a large office building in London, on the 5th floor, Wing Sun's father, a Chinese Malaysian man in his 30s, speaks to his counterpart in the company, and English man, about business. Other workers are seated at their desks and standing at a copy machine. There are some Black people, but mostly British. One whole wall of the room is glass and we can see something of London outside.
a bronze statue of a man holding a cell phone
a bronze statue of a man holding a sword
a painting of a man holding a light above his head
a painting of a man holding a light above his head
a painting of a man with his head in his hands