Does it make sense to talk about reality, when we see ourselves mainly in reflection? And if we take away the notion of real – then distortion becomes a bit redundant too. I liked this photo, but thought I’d edit it to make it “less real” for this challenge. A statement about what how we see the world, or just a bit of fun?
I also like this song by Little Man Tate, variously called ‘Reflection in his Sunglasses’ and ‘Audrey Hepburn.’
He thought they fell in love
He thought they shared a moment
He thought she was looking deep into his eyes
Right into his very soul
But she was just checking her hair in the reflection of his sunglasses
— Little Man Tate ‘Reflection in his Sunglasses’
This post was written for the Daily Post Weekly Photo Challenge. Here are some others on the subject that I enjoyed:
“Reflect” is one of those words that has both physical and metaphysical dimensions. At one level, we’re talking about the action of light on a surface:
… and on the other we use it to describe a set of thought processes
At this time of year there seems to be a social expectation of reflection and renewal. From a wholly arbitrary point in the way we measure time – midnight on December 31 – we extrapolate a metaphor of change and (usually) improvement. Newspaper and magazine articles tell us how to phrase New Year’s resolutions that will last, how to make sure we stick to them, what other people resolve to do – even the top 10 resolutions. The media also tells us (as if we didn’t know) that hardly any of us keep New Year resolutions.
Insofar as I’ve ever made New Year resolutions, I’m one of the vast majority who falls off whatever wagon I’ve hitched myself to – usually within the first few days of January. Most often I forget that I’ve even resolved to lose weight, exercise more, stop snacking straight from the fridge, keep a diary, write a play, phone my mum more often. Does that mean I didn’t reflect enough on my life? Or on the processes of change? Or does it mean that reflection is not a particularly straightforward process?
When we think of reflection, I suspect our first image is that of a mirror. We stand in front of it and a single image – us – is reflected back. But I think that in the normal course of life, reflection is more indirect, accidental and obscure. It’s more like the photo above – we glance in a shop window that contains mirrors and crystals and other shiny things and what we see is a kaleidoscope of fractured and distorted images. We’re there, but only as one element of a bigger picture. What is “real”? What is reflection? Background becomes foreground and the incidental is magnified.
That’s not to say that we can’t see ourselves clearly sometimes. But I do think it helps to acknowledge that life isn’t lived before a single mirror, and that what looks like a flaw in the isolation of one lens can be utterly beautiful in the interplay of many.
I also think that if you really want to change something, do it now. Don’t wait for New Year (although yes, I do know it’s only a short wait).
This post was written in response to Sue Llewellyn’s Word a Week Photography Challenge which you can find out more about here.
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