This sweetly sun-drenched morn, not yet invaded by clamor of traffic and neighbors, is an artwork of breathtaking beauty.
Shadows, patterns, textures, tones and movement mingle – all woven together on the loom of color.
Color is light.
Look carefully at the world:
do you see anything but color?
Nothing but color.
Nothing but light.
What is looking? What sees?
Nothing but looking.
Nothing but seeing.
Nothing but awareing.
Self-shining radiance is the weaver,
working at the loom of color vibration,
creating a world in which to see