ghosted flames

  An eye, a nose and a toothy grin, these are the things I saw in my image for today. The repetitious curved chrome grill pieces are reminiscent of a kids smile around the time I was in middle school. I enjoy the play of light and color and the ceiling that is reflected in the painted ghosted flames and the dark paint. It is hard to disern where one reflection starts and the other ends. I sometimes try to put myself somewhere within my images. I found my tiny reflection within the chrome grill, a bit distorted but still there nome the less.