Remember this post? We were down at Jan & Drake’s, and I was waxing lyrical about the wonderful paradox of seeing everything in one plane.
This one (above) is similar. Some things (like the frogs) are in the “real” visual frame, in front of the glass; some, while also ‘inside’, with me, are reflections (the piano); and others (the Sears Tower) are ‘on the other side’
What does all this mean …?
I have absolutely no idea; except that I’ve done three events back-to-back this evening, and – possibly as a consequence – am once again reduced to staring blankly at windows …