“She stared at her reflection in the glossed shop windows as if to make sure, moment by moment, that she continued to exist.” - Sylvia Plath
We can only see ourselves through reflections. In the mirror, on water, and on every shiny surface. The truth is, our reflections are coming from anything that reflects light, which is everything not completely dark. So we see ourselves in the meat we eat, in the wine we drink, the job we do, in the clothes we wear, in our parents, our children, our friends, in the closets. In others’ eyes as well in their words and actions. To us and to themselves. We can even see the past through its reflections coming from a billion light-years. The world is somehow our own reflection.
The question is, with all reflections given back to us, can we truly see ourselves?
Look at these photos. Of course, we see the beautiful symmetry image consisting of a building and its reflection on the still pond, the wonderful fractions of the outside on the windows, the painting-like distorted reflections on the water. Water is not only its former self it used to be, it now holds the projection of things it mirrors. The windows now are the eyes, keeping every light particle of the outside world they never forget.
And when the photographer takes those photos, which are in fact his reflections on the world, he sees himself and hopefully also finds his true self.
Infos about the series "By the Roadside"