Mirror in antique shop display, Elizabeth Street.Why I like this self-portrait:
The picture was obtained through my eyes, through the lens, through the shop window, onto a mirror that then reflected back the window bars; my camera; me; the sunlight striking the building behind me; and its windows which happen to have some its shades drawn, some partly drawn, and some shut.
If that isn't a metaphor for the layers involved when perceiving and expressing life, I don't know what is. What further drives the metaphor home is that when I took this shot I wasn't thinking of any of this. I just liked the mirror on display and what it might do as a photo. So much happens without thought. Much of what is seen comes after the fact, only upon reflection.
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