Yanda is something of an accidental designer. He’s self-taught, independent, quirky and extremely shy. He also hates being photographed. I understood, standing there with my camera, that I was hurting him with each click of my shutter, but he was kind enough to let me do my job. Our conversations were of course about design. And beginnings. He chugged his cigarette by the window as I listened to his stories of meeting people like John Clang and Zhang Jingna. They were his earliest clients, even though at that time he knew almost nothing about design. And yet merely a few years later here he was, the owner of a busy studio and already itching to do something else.