Friday, April 17, 2009

Broken Mirror Reflection

Walking past the deserted loading dock, is that a heart I see reflected onto the wall?

I venture closer ... Yes! The sun is hitting a broken mirror just right, throwing this reflection onto the concrete ...

Then the sun hides behind a gathering cloud ... the heart slowly fades away.
But it stays with me.


Beth Niquette said...

How stupendously intriguing. Truly an amazing find--a treasure thrown from something broken, to shine as something beautiful.

You are such an amazing artist. And I mean that with every fibre of my being.

Grannie Annie said...

I second what Beth said, you're amazing.