Saturday, February 20, 2016

Friday, February 5, 2016

Through My Eyes


"The tree which moves some to tears of joy is in the eyes of others only a green thing that stands in the way. Some see Nature all ridicule and deformity, and some scarce see Nature at all. But to the eyes of the man of imagination, nature is imagination itself."

Photography by Lee Greenfeld © 2016
Words from The Letters Of William Blake, 1799