Yellow is the impression of the light shadow with the lines disappearing. This is the point of celebration. Red is the passion and the question. The line that I cut involves air, time and space. What is seen is the movement mystery of our own form. The strait lines flying off the body dance the bodies own pursuit to be a strait line flying in space existing and feeling the extra sense; the pure celebration of life. Light rays are our personal crowns propelling vision. The lady wearing light rays, her mouth a floating red circle; the song of perfection in a moment and surprise.