the power of light

 

 

reflections

 

 

alone

 

a dark passage

takes me

to the light

 

reflections

of a city

 

amidst the reflections

and here in the mud and the cold

and the fallen leaves

of the dank decaying carcass

of another year

I will step out

to leave my mark

in puddled water

 and fleeting glimpses

of beauty 

death

hope

and peace

one last adventure

amidst the reflections

look through any window

Some more photos taken at The Midlands Art Centre.  I've met this lady on many an occasion at the MAC. She does voluntary work looking after the animals in the park and usually stops for a pint afterwards.

She was kind enough to allow me to take her picture and here are two versions. The first focuses on her. I like the direct eye connection and the reflections in the mirror.  The second has more of a contemplative feel, observational even though the point of focus is on the MAC logo embossed on the window.

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