It was getting darker. While I was worried, I heard an inner voice in me saying that there would be someone there to help us. I looked around and I saw an old man sitting at the bench. He was watching the sunset and enjoying his dinner. Seeing me talking on the phone nervously, he asked me if I need any help…

‘When I come here, I could see the simple but rare thing in the busy life in New York: It is the connection between people – a smile with someone who you do not know while walking, saying hello to each other when passing someone’s house and someone is sipping a cup of tea or coffee on the terrace, etc….’.

It was almost dark, and we had to say goodbye to Stent. Stent saw us off to the nearby bus stop. Passing a row of slightly shackled tents, Stent said this place were a tent area for locals here. They were not homeless, but, as Stent explained to us, simply because it was too expensive for them to afford a house in Honolulu, they were staying in tents here. That was a “scene” behind the turquoise color of Hawaii beach.

My self is dropped

As the sun is rising…

Let me borrow your shoulders for a while

I rely on enough and will return you tomorrow night …

‘I still loved Patrick as he was, and still adored him every day without blaming him, not forcing him to change anything. Everyone will go their way, no one lives the same life of the other. Patrick would have his own way to live. I could not do anything for him, I could only love him.’

‘Yes, I am very happy and satisfied with what I have. Of course, there are times when that doesn’t work. But for the most part I’m happy. I love my job. I have stable income. Sometimes I take the kids out and go on vacations with me. I love going fishing with the kids. That’s enough for me!’

I wanna to know what’s deep inside

Take me far away …

The morning in the village was so fresh: sounds of church bells ringing, of birds singing, of waves from the beach, smells of flowers and trees, of freshly baked bread, etc. Ah, there was a very authentic smell of this town every morning. That was the smell of freshly laundered clothes…

Arriving in Siena late at night, but I didnot hesitate to find a good Italian restaurant to ‘entertain’ myself. While waiting for the food, I took time to study the map of Siena. Seeing that, the restaurant manager came and told me to the places I needed to go. Believe it or not, the next day he would have a few hours off work to drive me to a visit some places. I could not say ‘No’ to his offer!

Currently Mau is a well-known jazz & blues pianist in New York. During a performance at the NGA, Mau played one piece for his nanny and one for his late brother. What surprised me, was that both of those songs did not have a color of sadness, but it seemed to recall his beautiful childhood memories… Finally, Mau said: ‘Art is wonderful, thanks to music, and thanks to art, that I’m here today, and you’re here, together and connecting in love!’.