2009/01/15

Color Therapy

My fingers are playing with colors, my thoughts are flying in colors, every day is a color, we hear colors, we talk in colors, we smell colors, we dance in colors.

I am a color. You are a different one, but with the same brightness.





3 comments:

Anonymous said...

I remember your voice... after all these years... funny thing - memory...
nice colors by the way... in the middle of the gray

Vica said...

Thanks! Indeed, memory is a funny thing and interesting how makes you remember my voice :).

PS: what does n°5 stand for?

Anonymous said...

picked randomly - just to be different from other anonymous