My Chinese adventure began in England at Broughton Castle in
Oxfordshire when I stayed in a room with the most beautiful green
18th-century Chinese wallpaper. I noticed that occasionally, small
butterflies had been hand painted in the wallpaper, and I was
charmed by their flitting and fluttering over the walls. I found
myself day dreaming about the Far East of the 18th century,
imagining the Forbidden city and its exotic palaces, sumptuous
silks and stories of the Emperor. I sketched butterflies in all
sizes, some as earrings, some larger for brooches and necklaces.
They were golden and small, larger and diamond set with facetted
stones sparkling on their wings. And so I named them after the
names for the capital: Peking (the smallest), Nanjing (the medium
size) and Beijing (the larger brooch and pendants).