You can almost pass it by on the way to somewhere else.
The place the colours and the stillness.
I received an email today, thanks Ian, about a Claude Mirror, and did some research, finding out that:-
Claude Lorrain was the pseudonym of the French painter Claude Gellée (1600-1682). He specialized in landscape drawings and paintings, and spent much of his life in Rome.
The Claude Lorrain Mirror is a slightly convex mirror made of black glass that produces a reduced, upright and virtual image of the scene being observed by reflection in it. Much of the colour is washed out, thus allowing the artist to concentrate on the forms and perspective.
Mirrors were used to give the viewer an Arcadian vista, a dream.
Same thing with Alice who experiences a mirror.
Michel de Nostredame was alleged to have had his visions looking into a pool of still mirror like water.
Perhaps there is more to a mirror then meets the eye.
The term man (sometimes capitalized as Man) (from Proto-Germanic mannaz “man, person”) and words derived from it can designate any or even all of the human race regardless of their gender or age. This is indeed the oldest usage of “man”. The word developed into Old English man, mann “human being, person,” (cf. also German Mann, Old Norse maðr, Gothic manna “man”).
Just trying to translate thoughts into pictures is a difficult road to be on.
My daughter ran the furthest distance of her life today with me.
Five kilometres, not bad for six years.