I have always been fascinated by shadows and reflections. It is almost like catching a glimpse of a parallel world, a fresh take on what you believe to know so well. Perhaps the sensation comes from seeing something familiar again for the first time, in the reflection of a puddle, a spoon, or in this case a broken mirrored light bulb. I was busy catching the antique sign for the earlier post, when it caught my eye, and after that I spend a good 20 minutes chasing all the angles and pieces on the ground. They all had their own view of things, and I was completely absorbed and ecstatic about my discovery.
And as always, I felt like stopping the world, and direct the attention to the wonder. So when 4 young boys walked by, openly joking about this weird girl, squatting at the ground, taking pictures of the (to them) invisible, I had to draw them in. For all of one minute I had them in the bulb, before they moved on. There was no time to get the focus right, but I still like that I made them look, and perhaps see things differently for just one minute.