From the writing to the ancestral culture of the dead. Asia is a fantastic land full of mysteries... I look at it with the curiosity of a child that look at world with his new eyes for the very first time. I don't fully understand what I see, but I understand an ancestral old culture is behind and a sort of art is present in  the everyday attitude. The writing is a paint, the harmony plays a key role, the city is changing and evolving, but the ancestral cult of the dead still important and still celebrated by burning money and other things needed by ancestors for the after life, in the small alleys of Beijing...