Description The Breathing An absolute patience. Trees stand up to their knees in fog. The fog slowly flows uphill. White cobwebs, the grass leaning where deer have looked for apples. The woods from brook to where the top of the hill looks over the fog, send up not one bird. So absolute, it is no other than happiness itself, a breathing too quiet to hear. ~ Denise Leverto
Theresa Tahara Member Since November 2015 Artist Statement Specializing in creative manipulation photography. I believe that the more we look for beauty in this world, the more beauty there is to be found. If it is an expectation, it will appear and I try to convey this appearance with my photography. Life itself can be an endless creative journey and I am glad to be part of it.