The exercise was to take photos on the theme of reflections, and then write about one of them. The photo below looks pretty, but has an unlikely source. It was a puddle of rain water on top of a dustbin lid!
I remember- reflections, by Terry Freedman
I remember a book called I Remember, by George Perec. I haven’t read it, but it’s reflective. The photo reminds me of La Jetee, a time travel film told entirely in black and white photographs and a voice-over. The film’s ending leads us to where it began, and so in that sense the story is reflective. It raises the question: “Who is doing the reflecting?”. Who is the “I” in “I remember”? And how do we know if any of it is true?
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