when the night comes . . .

one afternoon in peace

an armless beauty goddess

a rainbow lunch

the earth day for earth , what is being subject to no sympathy by us, do we have sympathy for ourselves? We may need a "Human day" now

suddenly summer without any warning

in the backyard of spring, is still cold, dark, cloudy and lonely

moving forward

being nervous or thoughtful?

sometimes a virtual image looks more clear than actual reality

fiddler on the street

on streets of Paris

a bright connection

streets of Paris

the red room effect

brightening the dark with love for music

foot steps of spring, if ever shows up

all into the beat

one dreamy flight

a parallel beauty

a red deja vu