For so much of the time I find that I barely notice my own reflection in the mirror. My hair as I brush it. The final check of my work outfit. checking my teeth as I brush them.
Sometimes though the mirror serves as a lens. A way of capturing an image. A reflection of me as others see me. At the same time it is a way of really seeing and judging myself.
Many of my sinful Sunday shots involve mirrors. A way of catching my reflection. This is no exception.
