Description

16 x 20 limited edition print on archival paper. As we morph into a changing season, the short brilliance of this transition is especially reflected in the landscape around us, along with the changing of the light. Dorothy Freudenberg presents yet another Haiku-like interpretation of what this might feel like from the trees' point of view.

" Trees threw leaves excitedly
into the wind's grasp,
Glad to be naked again" DF