Old Growth
The calligraphy of this reads: “Tea Drinks People.” Tea is a spirit of Nature that becomes human in Her journey. Just as we drink tea, tea drinks us. As tea becomes our bodies, we become Hers. Long before people walked the Earth, tea was alone in the forest talking with all the plants and animals. Sometimes we forget that tea is the essence of Nature, lost as we are in its fragrances and flavors, history and lore. This was painted with stoneground ink, mixed with aged shou puerh and painted on handmade rice paper. It is mounted on black silk with wooden rolls.
The calligraphy of this reads: “Tea Drinks People.” Tea is a spirit of Nature that becomes human in Her journey. Just as we drink tea, tea drinks us. As tea becomes our bodies, we become Hers. Long before people walked the Earth, tea was alone in the forest talking with all the plants and animals. Sometimes we forget that tea is the essence of Nature, lost as we are in its fragrances and flavors, history and lore. This was painted with stoneground ink, mixed with aged shou puerh and painted on handmade rice paper. It is mounted on black silk with wooden rolls.
The calligraphy of this reads: “Tea Drinks People.” Tea is a spirit of Nature that becomes human in Her journey. Just as we drink tea, tea drinks us. As tea becomes our bodies, we become Hers. Long before people walked the Earth, tea was alone in the forest talking with all the plants and animals. Sometimes we forget that tea is the essence of Nature, lost as we are in its fragrances and flavors, history and lore. This was painted with stoneground ink, mixed with aged shou puerh and painted on handmade rice paper. It is mounted on black silk with wooden rolls.