To our muses, daughters of memory, who provoke in us a spark of longing as they cooly radiate that otherworldly spirit of passion and artistry. Shrouded in silks and golden threads, these women are the embodiment of fine Chinese art. They blur the lines between Old World and New, East and West, and so transcend time and place. We see the secrets behind their eyes and the blush in their cheeks, captivated and curious, we are inspired. . .