adventures in reflective surfaces
This was taken in the early morning on the day after Thanksgiving. Everyone had gone to bed except me -- holidays often stir up old insomnias. The sun was playing brilliant games with my vertical blinds on the floor near the stairs. I was sitting there with my feet against a recently purchased mirror (still wrapped in plastic from delivery) watching the play of light against my legs and noticing how the mirror reflected it back with vibrant violets. I just made a chronicle of the story the sun was saying to my skin as reflected back in my eyes.