Inside a repro of Lenny's hall of mirrors.
He reproduced himself with so much humble objectivity, with the unquestioning, matter of fact interest of a dog who sees himself in a mirror and thinks: there's another dog. -Rainer Maria Rilke
I look in the mirror and say to myself, Can it be you once played Romeo? -Bela Lugosi
Let us be grateful to the mirror for revealing to us our appearance only. -Samuel Butler
Sister + i would sit in the attic w/ the dull winter light glancing in through the mutton barred glass. Staring at each other until we took on another form. So deeply frightening neither could move for fear it may be real. Years later i came across a passage of Dylan Thomas describing the same thing. Mr. Thomas called it Invoking The Devil. i knew immediately what he meant.
