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The Lonely Panda Tea studio is a venture into the world of specialty tea:
defined by high quality, safe, tasty loose leaf tea made from the tea tree species Camelia Sinensis and the rich culture it embodies.
For us, tea is both a consumable beverage, and a way of life. It contains great history, cultures, narratives, aesthetics, philosophies and contents, awaiting for discoveries and explorations. For its long history of development in Asia, it has never ceased to reform and to renew. Today, we are excited to be part of the journey of witnessing and hopefully contributing to the continuous evolution of the world of tea.
We curate a small, rotating collection of high quality loose leaf tea that we select based on a criteria that ensure it is safe (no pesticides), tasty (as it should be), transparent (a relationship with the producer and through revealing the crafting processes). At the same time, we provide tea tasting experiences at our studio and external locations to openly exchange knowledge and experiences of the specialty whole leaf tea culture with the public. We also regularly design public events that utilize our creative selves, to explore the cultural and artistic sides of specialty tea through forms of performance, collaborative events, exhibitions and so on.
If you search "lonely panda" on your searching engine, you will most likely find one or two pictures with a fluffy panda sitting with his back turn against you, staring into the void (or possibly dozing off). This is more of less the intention behind our name: that state of absolute carelessness, zoning out into the world, sinking into the void. No negative connotation, we just simple hope a short moment of tea will provide the world with a brief moment of harmony, peace and nothingness, perhaps.
Lastly, let us finish off with the beautiful words from Kakuzō Okakura:
"... Meanwhile, let us have a sip of tea. The afternoon glow is brightening the bamboos, the fountains are bubbling with delight, the soughing of the pines is heard in our kettle. Let us dream of evanescence, and linger in the beautiful foolishness of things.”