Reflections

Narcissus was known for his beauty. Ovid tells us he rejected everyone’s advances, but saw his own reflection in a pool of water and fell in love with what he saw.

When I was a little girl spending my summer on the lake, we’d say the water was “like glass” on those days when the air was still and the water was hushed. We said it with whispered voices and our breath slowed; it was a spreading silence, our sight overwhelmed by the beauty in duplicate.

Reflections amplify and render the beautiful sublime. How can we not fall in love?

Enchanted
In the Shadow
Last Call
Burnt Orange
Left Out
Beacon
Alchemy
Sentries
Sublime
Space Island
Resurrected
Blushing
Burning