 
							
					
															
					
					 by Charity Lee Jennings | May 19, 2021
Liberation Tower “I heard back from the Consulate,” I told Brian.     “Either the boys or one of us needs to be there in person, since they’re switching from child to adult passports.” “What! Travel to another province? With all that’s going on with Covid?” ...				
					
			
					
											
								 
							
					
															
					
					 by Charity Lee Jennings | Feb 29, 2020
Face Masks & Friends: Surviving The Coronavirus Outbreak “We need to buy face masks, right away.” Brian said,   “And rubbing alcohol to wipe down everything we bring into the house, if stores aren’t already sold out.” Brian had been reading the news,...				
					
			
					
											
								 
							
					
															
					
					 by Charity Lee Jennings | Jan 23, 2019
 “Let’s schedule a call to talk about our trip to China,” the text from my brother read. After years of planning, Dan and Yvonne were coming to visit. I was excited, so excited, but unprepared. Dan and Yvonne are great guests, so it wasn’t hosting them in my home I...				
					
			
					
											
								 
							
					
															
					
					 by Charity Lee Jennings | Jan 2, 2019
I pulled the camera from the pocket of my winter coat and took a picture of the two boys in the seat of the bus behind me, as they threw themselves into a pose. Then I tucked the camera away. It was the first time my mom had let me take it and I was eager to capture...				
					
			
					
											
								 
							
					
															
					
					 by Charity Lee Jennings | Nov 14, 2018
I felt an urgency to capture this scene. In the shifting sand of Chinese culture, there’s a stretch between the lifestyles of young men and their grandfathers and I wonder how long this pastime will last.  I arrived in time to see an elderly man lean his bicycle...				
					
			
					
											
								 
							
					
															
					
					 by Charity Lee Jennings | Oct 16, 2018
The woman behind me paced and ranted. “Tai man le, zhe ge lao wai.” I didn’t like it any more than she did. When I started this sketch I thought I was racing against time – five minutes, maybe ten to capture this display of chops, but over an hour later, when I was...