Doug Winter
The Lost Beauty Shared Between Us by Doug Winter  Image: I move through the world with impaired vision. Sometimes, when sunlight strikes my eyes at a certain angle, the veins and surface textures of my eye appear—fleeting, fragile, unsettling.
I move through the world with impaired vision. Sometimes, when sunlight strikes my eyes at a certain angle, the veins and surface textures of my eye appear—fleeting, fragile, unsettling.
  • Subject Matter: Landscape, Portrait, Diptych