Because I first realized I (6) was me, starting at myself while stealing candy corn from my mother’s dresser, I have considered mirrors important in my life and especially so when I became a portrait photographer. I have taken hundreds of photographs using mirrors and seeming to find new ways and new tricks to do it.
A man who was obsessed with mirrors was Jorge Luís Borges and he kept writing about them even after he became blind.
My guess is that my only one upmanship over that favourite Argentine writer of mine is that he never wrote about a car rearview mirror. I have!