A Painting Of A Man Holding A Ball In His Hand Art

a painting of a man holding a sword and a lantern
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 man in a tank top holding out his hands
a man in a tank top holding his hands out
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.
a painting of a man holding a stick in a tunnel
a painting of a man with his arms outstretched
The first approached the elephant and happening to fall against his broad and study side at once began to bawl, God bless me but the elephant is very like a wall. Show a blind man falling against the side of the elephant with tusks.
a man with his hands on his head
a man with his hands on his face
a man holding a pair of scissors in his right hand
The first approached the elephant and happening to fall against his broad and study side at once began to bawl, God bless me but the elephant is very like a wall. Show a blind man falling against the side of the elephant.
a painting of a man holding two swords
a painting of a man holding two swords
a painting of a man holding two swords
a painting of a man holding two swords
a man with his hands on his head
a man standing with his hands on his hips
a painting of a man with his arms outstretched
Beaded ball gown
a statue of a man holding a basketball ball
a painting of a man with his arms crossed
a painting of a man with his arms outstretched
a painting of a man with his arms outstretched
a painting of a man in armor holding a sword
a painting of a man in armor holding a lantern
a painting of a man in armor holding a sword
a painting of a man in armor holding a sword
a painting of a man in armor holding a sword
a painting of a man in armor holding a sword and shield
a painting of a man in armor holding a sword
a painting of a man in armor holding a bow and arrow
a painting of a man in armor holding a sword
a painting of a man in armor holding a sword
a painting of a man in a forest holding a sword
a painting of a man in armor holding an axe
a painting of a man in armor holding an axe
a painting of a man in armor holding an axe
a painting of a man in armor holding an axe
a man with a glass of wine in his hand
At his Grandmother's house in Penang, Wing Sun is lying down on a futon in his bedroom, covered up with a beautiful lightweight quilt Grandma made. Outside his room the rain is coming down. In Penang, every corner of the old town—every whisper of the wind through ancient trees—seems to echo with promises of renewal and love. And as the rain softens outside, Wing-Sun closes his eyes with the comforting knowledge that every detour, every farewell, is simply a step toward a new beginning. A lantern gives soft light to the room, and all is quiet.
At the bustling Kuala Lumpur airport, Wing-Sun and his Mother say farewell to his father before he leaves for a six‐week business trip to London. We see Wing Sun and his mother from the back, as Father stands on the escalator going up to his departure gate, and turns toward us to wave goodbye. Many other passengers and children are standing around. The airport is modern and well lit.