Tomorrow, 21st December, is the shortest day, the winter solstice.

A poem about summertime activities.

June 21st considered to be the longest day of the year.

The art of the yin-yang.

Rejoice with summer in July from the West to the Center of the planet earth. From Vancouver to Bujumbura the Sun will radiate and make you feel more intelligent. After that you can go to the East Coast and eat the succulent food in August in Mombasa.

Thinking about the successive rising and falling of Human culture over time, I came up with my latest poetic stream of consciousness piece. As with the rest of these pieces, I combine abstract words with my abstract art to illustrate.

Do not enter unto their realm.

The cradles rush on through the stars and the people of Daris prepare to leave their home.

Yesterday was the shortest day of this year, and we are on the way to Equinox.

We are sunlight!