Mirror, mirror.




This is detail from an ornate acrylic mirror, about the size of a really large coaster, purchased by my child for her daddy at Christmas.

Today I borrowed it from my husband (as far as I know, he hasn’t really used it much, so far) and placed it on a table to let the sun shine on it from a south-facing window. I got in close and clicked. A lot. I moved the mirror around, trying different angles of the light and different arrangements of the lines. I wanted to catch the sparkle, the reflection of the blue sky, the sweeping curve of the edges.

It seems a strange activity in which to get lost. But I did.

(Don’t worry, I remembered to return the mirror.)


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