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Twin Mirrors Lichtenstein

there's a start and there's a stop trickier to discern in the one dimensional I want to compare like with like hold something up as 'factual representation' but I'm lost in the reflection of thin air there are angles of course there are angles who doesn't love an angle though not today not today it's like an echo just your own line of sight projected back I can study it intently yet we are looking at different things convinced beyond doubt the mirror never lies but we are each the go between after the longest time I step away because there's nothing to see here

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Candide Diderot

Date: 6/13/2024 7:18:00 PM

...surely from the time we are fully conscious to when we are lucid dreaming, we are all reflecting, light into dark, dark into light, it's the pulling oneself out of the wormhole that is the trick. There's always something to see...beyond sight. What is heard, even in echoes produces vision.

Di11y Da11y
Date: 6/13/2024 10:25:00 PM

Interesting take Candide! I'd never considered the direction of travel was feet on the ground - perhaps I can spend a day looking no further and see if it's actually where the wonder is - thanks! (And thanks for the sentiment in your reply - think my pupils actually transformed to hearts for a second, I was getting a bit jaded with so few comments so it was nice to get some positive affirmation)

David Kavanagh

Date: 5/21/2024 3:16:00 PM

Oh it’s just the bad lighting not the mirror’s Dilly, besides one of them looks a little blue, yet it’s lost in the reflection? Perhaps it’s that echo you mention, mind boggling paintings, one dimensional perhaps, your poem of course is the invisible dimension that gives the reader something to see or at least imagine, no mean task, cheers David

Di11y Da11y
Date: 5/21/2024 3:33:00 PM

He did loads of mirrors and there is something strangely fascinating about them. I could blow my own brains trying to consider the nothingness of reflection - it almost doesn't make sense if you think hard enough. It's that kind of thing that makes me feel there's more to know in this world. Although that's not my angle in this one. Thanks for your comment - I'm now thinking 'what is light'. Better go to sleep before I get embroiled in the depths of Google