Upon Reflection

Yesterday, I struggled to fulfill a promise, attempting in vain to photograph a unique piece of my art that years ago was separated into layers that were printed on film and then fused between multiple sheets of glass.

In the process, which I admit was of the Cusisinart variety --that is to say that I was emotionally chopped and mentally pulversized by frustration-- I realised that I needed to build a light box, and was once again reminded of the power of reflection and worse, projection.

The headlines for the past week have been glaring, from assaults on college campuses to bombing in France and Mali, and threats of every ilk. From my perspective these are horrific reminders that what's going on inside of us is far too often projected outwards, coming back to bite us in our relationship and the world in ways that are often unimaginable.

Please, can we put our 'wicked digits' down, and stop finger-pointing, assigning blame and layering shame?

When we accept full responsibility for all that is in our lives, reflections of closed hearts and entrenched attitudes that reflect our need to be right or in the illusion of control, what 'Is' changes.

Lynnclaire Dennis

The Mereon Legacy CIC, The Pavement, 3 The Pavement, Hay-on-Wye, Herefordshire HR3 5BU , United Kingdom