The Expressive Eye
“The soul, fortunately, has an interpreter – often an unconscious but still a faithful interpreter – in the eye.” ― Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre
Anyone who has joined or been a part of the community I host, The Expressive Eye , knows I have a bit of an intangible obsession for the windows to the soul. If you haven’t seen the community, then feel free to check it out (https://plus.google.com/communities/112882247431159853034).
Shameless plugging aside, I really do love the way you can look into the eyes of anything and see life and emotion. We can compose images with elaborate storytelling, but the eyes tell a story all their own and that is what makes them so magical.
In this image, of Mr. Froggy, the textures and patterns in his eyes were so mesmerizing, I could not help but get lost in looking at them. The glitter of the color near metallic like a nail polish and the cracks of the black like a distressed sidewalk made this eye quite unique like a finger print.
I guess that is the true beauty of the eye. Not all are the same and not all are so simple to read.
Anyway, I hope you enjoy and have an excellent Sunday! ♥