Like once a month I think about this guy I went on a date with four years ago who within the first ten minutes was like “I should probably clear the air, you might have heard of me. I’ve got a post on tumblr with over 100,000 notes.” And then proceeded to say it to me verbatim. I didn’t recognize it, and it wasn’t funny.
He didn’t just allow the peasants to steal from it, he deliberately hired guards to protect the field, making it seem valuable and ordered them to be lax in their patrols, so the valuable crop seemed like easy pickings, and even ordered them to accept all bribes and let the peasants go should the guards accidentally catch someone in the act of stealing the potatoes.
He want out of his way to make the damn things seem like the most valuable, but easiest thing to get hold of, in the world.
Memories of Taiwan: Xiangshan MRT Station, Hsingchu City God Temple Night Market, View of Zhonghe District,
Street in Danshui District
This is the first 4 of a personal project illustration series I’ve been wanting to do for a long time! Despite growing up in the US, I’ve been going back to Taiwan to visit family every year and accumulating a lot of personal memories. Taiwan is such a beautiful country yet I find that so few people have travelled there, so I wanted to draw this series to share its beauty with everybody.
