nuit blanche, toronto
tonight the city has a bright sky, all night long

something in the distance is worth staring at

one floating piece of serenity

life in city corners

one, two, three & more. it is indeed possible to see more beauties out there, all have to do is to focus better

in the depth of the season heart of the colors starts beating

today's art could be a total disappointment if can not scream loud from the soul

it doesn't take too much to turn the sky blue to the darkest dark

beneath the color, beyond the color, is something calls existence

one slow, lazy & tired day of late summer

music of pain & joy

Dresser 307

picking the strings of soul

back there is a place where could stare at it forever

hard beauty

in the heart of the city

riding over deep thoughts

being captureded

forces of nature in good use

when known peeks into unknown

simplicity could be louder than anything

the greater the journey, the bigger the ship

dedicated to the

Land of Dreams

for all its beauties

night walkers, night lovers

waiting for the wild wind to start the trip

the black of my solitude forest

in the deep dark of the city, so many little hearts are shining