Light is power and reflections tell us stories; shadows speak to our darker nature and colours emote. Light and its variants make up our world and without them we would be lost. Here, there is still light but there is also an odd softness to it all. It is as if stepping into a strange dream where worlds continue beyond solid surfaces and everything has a smooth quality to it rather than the harsh edge generally created by light. In this particular image, shadows create the scene and colours set the mood. Though the main fixture is reflected in the smooth surface of the backdrop, those reflections are secondary to the way the light is reflected and how it seems to go on beyond the surface of the mirror. This world is limited, that much is clear, but that does not mean it has to be bound.
("Dreams of a Rarebit Fiend" is borrowed from a comic strip of the same name that is written and drawn by Winsor McCay)
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