Odd

I find this image both beautiful and disturbing. Beautiful because it is simply that. And I have a thing for reflections, as you know if you've seen my photos.

But disturbing because in this world this is so much potential for clarity, truth, hope, beauty, art, life...but there is so little that comes into being.

The way AA juxatposes these the elements of beauty and hope with destruction and despair, is odd but also, in a way, it makes complete sense. It hurts me to look at them both in this way. I don't like it.

But I suppose maybe that is the point.