Friday, February 19, 2010
This was the last reflection from today that reminded me of portals to the underworld. They're all over there on the flickr photosream. I'm still wondering who left this jug, orange and cigarette at the end of an industrial bay. The orange was barely visible from the street. The reflection and the shadow not at all. I'm thinking that if I had stayed too long I would have been pulled into the other world.