Hedda MORRISON

No title Hedda MORRISON Repairing a painting prior to remounting, work calling for the most exacting skills Hedda MORRISON Planting out rice seedlings Hedda MORRISON No title Hedda MORRISON Winter morning at the Jade Fountain with mist on the surface of the pool that never freezes, the sources of the stream feeding the Peking lakes Hedda MORRISON The Forbidden City, view south from Coal Hill Hedda MORRISON The Chinese relative of the oboe Hedda MORRISON Boy in a Mongol hat. This was a common and very necessary form of headwear in the bitter cold of the north China winter Hedda MORRISON Casting iron cooking pots at foundries to the west of Peking Hedda MORRISON Cloisonné painting Hedda MORRISON No title (Street vendors) Hedda MORRISON Embroidering a child's cotton apron with cross stitch Hedda MORRISON No title (Walls and moat of the Forbidden City) Hedda MORRISON Hand-planing the body of a Chinese fiddle Hedda MORRISON No title (Temple statue) Hedda MORRISON No title Hedda MORRISON One of four huge gilt-bronze bowls on the terrace (of T'ai Ho Tien, in the Forbidden City) Hedda MORRISON Principal mourners pause to make obeisance to the coffin Hedda MORRISON No title Hedda MORRISON No title Hedda MORRISON No title Hedda MORRISON The Abbot of Sheng Mi Chih T'ang, one of the many temples at which I stayed. The Abbot was a courteous, kindly man who made visitors welcome Hedda MORRISON The northern end of Ch'ien Men Street after snow had fallen and quickly begun to melt Hedda MORRISON The cut-out maker worked by eye and memory, cutting several sheets of paper at one time Hedda MORRISON Writing the titles on a Chinese work of several volumes Hedda MORRISON The approach to Lu Kou Ch'iao (the Marco Polo Bridge) Hedda MORRISON A sweet-maker who blew molten toffee into a wonderful variety of shapes Hedda MORRISON A quiet game of chess in a rich man's home. The game is a contest between two armies separated by a river Hedda MORRISON A carpet weaver at work Hedda MORRISON Itinerant puppet show. The puppet master would roam the streets and set up his booth on the street or in a private courtyard, whenever it was wanted Hedda MORRISON