adventures in reflective surfaces
Montreal Mural
she was one of the few things that i really noticed upon arriving in Montreal during the mad dash from airport to hotel to a wedding. the next day, i was exploring the underground network and as i started up an escalator, i was not exactly sure where i was. i was facing down the escalator because i was distracted in a good way by the large mirror panels and was fumbling for my camera. and then her face appeared, large, in front of me, reflected in the mirror, as she was peering in from across Jeanne Mance street. i knew then exactly where i was.
08 2003