is about a path, a direction, where it leads‌a destination. A collection of images photographed over a period of one year with inspiring quotes and thoughts. This book is not only about the wood and land, but also depicts an individual’s journey in life. The path and direction in which a person is moving sets the course that can be taken in order to reach a destination.
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Enter these enchanted woods, You who dare.
George Meredith 1828-1909
On the coast of Coromandel Where the early pumpkins blow. In the middle of the woods Lived the Yonghy-Bonghy-Bò.
Edward Lear 1812-1888
Loveliest of trees, the cherry now Is hung with bloom along the bough, And stands about the woodland ride Wearing white for Eastertide.
Alfred Edward Housman 1859-1936
Now, of my threescore years and ten, Twenty will not come again. And take from seventy springs a score, It only leaves me fifty more.
Alfred Edward Housman 1859-1936
And since to look at things in bloom Fifty springs are little room, About the woodlands I will go To see the cherry hung with snow.
Alfred Edward Housman 1859-1936
I am for the woods against the world, But are the woods for me?
Edmund Blunden 1896-1974
There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is society, where none intrudes, I love not man the less, but Nature more.
George Gordon Byron, Lord Byron 1788-1824
There is a spirit in the woods.
William Wordsworth 1770-1850
The summer — no sweeter was ever, The sunshiny woods all athrill.
Robert William Service 1874-1958
It ceased; yet still the snails made on A pleasant noise till noon, A noise like of a hidden brook In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune.
Samuel Taylor Coleridge 1772-1834
O nightingale, that on yon bloomy spray Warbl’st at eve, when all the woods are still.
John Milton 1608-1674
The woods shall to me answer and my echo ring.
Edmund Spenser 1552-1599
If a man write a better book, preach a better sermon, or make a better mouse-trap than his neighbor, tho’ he build his house in the woods, the world will make a beaten path to his door.
Ralph Waldo Emerson 1803-1882
I’ve seen the forest adorn’d the foremost, But now they are…weeded away. For the flowers of the forest are withered…
Alison Cockburn 1713-1794
A Destination
The Artist As a child, I always enjoyed the wood and land.
Endless adventures of exploring the forest where I grew up.
Expeditions to conquer the river that flowed through.
But, the trees always made a lasting impression.
Their sizes, shapes, colors and patterns.
I am a visual designer who views the landscape in a different perspective.
Barry Lau
Envision and Create Š 2012 Innerspace Studio / Barry Lau innerspacestudio@sbcglobal.net issuu.com/innerspacestudio
Š 2012 Innerspace Studio / Barry Lau