Watery Mirrors
“The only journey is the one within.”
Reflections...were they the beginning? Certainly, there wasn't a particular time when consciousness began, but I can't help but think that watery mirrors were the first window that we looked through that gave us more than a simple visage.
The photo essay below is from photos that I posted on Trover. It is a rough draft of something much deeper in my soul which I just can't frame correctly...someday...someday
