Till We Meet Again: Spring Workshop
By Ysabelle Cheung
Upon entering Hong Kong’s Spring Workshop on December 10, the space’s final day of public activities, I was drawn to a sign on a table lined with tumblers that exclaimed: “Last Straw!” Picking up a glass of the mysterious, cloudy liquid and admiring the handwritten cursive, I was once again amused and humbled by the intimate details infused in the discourse and projects exchanged at Spring, by artists, curators, musicians, gardeners and many more participants who have resided in and worked at the cavernous space over the six years of its operation.
In the humid climates of April 2016, wild fungi began to sprout from the green carpet of
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