Avatar vs. Artist.

Climbing, climbing the circular staircase of a decaying art deco apartment house, a throwback to Old Shanghai's grandeur in the 1930s, I felt like I was stepping back in time. It was fall of 2011, and I was accompanied by a twenty-seven-year-old artist named Lu Yang who led me on this upward trek to...

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Publicado en:Screen Bodies Vol. 7; no. 1; pp. 177 - 183
Autor principal: Pollack, Barbara
Formato: Artículo
Publicado: Berghahn Books Spring2022
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