Ever since I can remember, I have been fascinated with reflections. Whether it’s mountains onto lakes, buildings in puddles, or simply my shadow on the ground, something about seeing reality slightly distorted from a different perspective intrigues me. It is somewhat comical, but in looking at my pictures, I almost always have a picture of myself reflected in some puddle or fountain. Rarely do my self portraits make it through my daily deletion of unnecessary photos, but every now and then, I find a gem. Riding the rails from Sweden to Norway, I have passed by numerous lakes containing the reflection of the tree filled hills surrounding them. I am immediately reminded of my trip to Glacier National Park in Montana last summer. It was there, at Bowman Lake, that I saw the most majestic reflection I have ever witnessed.
I’ll be looking to top that as I explore the fjords of Norway in the next few days, but at the very least I’ll make some valiant Peter Pan attempts at capturing my shadow on the wall…