adventures in reflective surfaces
My mother has a cabinet at my parents' house that is full of nothing but Waterford crystal. The wine goblets are my favorite. On a bored afternoon I took pictures of one in front of a big window (she wasn't home at the time to have a heart attack at the fingerprints I was getting on the glass, which was good for both of us). This is an upturned glass that somehow, and I'm not sure how, has a reflection of myself in the base. I hope I don't look too guilty.