Dirty snow over the frozen plains of Northern China. Leaveless trees swaying, beaten ruthlesssly by howling winds. Political banners extolling ideals long lost fluttering in the skies. Smog over a horizon of tall factory chimneys, pipes and barrels. All colourless apart from shades of grey and tainted white.
Rainbow colours and sunshine tempted me in my dreams last night. The Equator is fifty hours away.
on location in Northern China