July 19 2005

Text By Catherine Jamieson

My Ice Adores You: Hold the mirror up to nature, and what looks back? Sometimes it’s a mirror held up back at you, as here in this temperate frozen moment. The reflected sky above and the glistening ice below are frame and context for this crisp capture of two precarious souls, poised in their motion and mutual support. Some days all the world’s a rink, and we are just skaters on it.