The End

Is there light at the end of the tunnel?

Is there an end to this busy schedule?

Does the mean justify the end?

Shades and Shapes

What is art?

What is art and what is not?

Do we need art?

Can I make a living with art?

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Just feels right...

Let it bee!

I went for the water lilies

but they stopped blooming.

I did not waste my time.

I found a different subject.

As in life,

let it be!

Changing Lenses

What if my eyes can only see black and white today?

Happy Feet

In this journey of life,

making the feet happy is important.

Take time...

Childhood

We all have those years.

The world is our playground.

The days when knowing less is a bliss.

The days when we can give up and cry

and be comforted...

and it is ok.

Never A Dull Moment

If this is not love,

I do not know what it is?

Beauty and Perfection

It is the beauty and perfection of this nature

that prompts me think that big question again...

Who is the creator?

How did he or she make this?

Always

It is always

a pleasure

to watch the lily

in the pond.

From its closed fist,

to open,

to close,

I sense

a friendly hello.

Contrast

The cold stone reflects the softness

of the green,

just like the bad

reflecting the good,

the dirt showing

the clean,

the loud pointing out

the silence...

Survival

We all learn to survive,

give us a space

and we can make our own little world.

Half Smile

Using a half smile to change my mood.

change your face

change your feel

change your life...

The Different World

How does it feel to be a snail?

Clinging to a piece of leaf for life...

Does the world look bigger?

or does it look smaller?

Ballerina

She stood by the lily pad

like the dancer on her leg,

mesmerizing

my index finger,

tapping

to the music of the pond.

Water Lily

Today,

I felt the urge to bring my camera to church.

I did not expect to find this pond,

just like any surprises in life.

The bloom was perfect,

the light was perfect,

life

can be perfect,

sometimes,

isn't it?

Presbyterian Church

Placitas, NM

The Beginning and The End

Sometimes I feel sorrow

with the setting of the sun,

as if I do not want

to lose something that is dear,

even if I know

the same sun will rise again

tomorrow

or

is it really

the same sun?

Kaoshiong Harbor

Taiwan

Yellow

There are many interesting subjects around us,

if we look hard enough.

A Sunday afternoon stuck in the middle of a hot summer day.

This is not a bad catch.

A little town in eastern Taiwan

Valley of Fire

How do those vegetations grow on a land burned by lava?

I guess we all have our own niche.

Witness

If he can talk,

what can he tell us about the past?

How would he react to the present?

Or

does he care?