Reflections are the stuff of fantasy. They are fleeting moments in time which drift in and out of our field of vision wherever we go. In the city, they are ever more prevalent, constantly bombarding our visual sense with information of every kind; colours, numbers, letters, light and shadow, bodies, objects, neon signs, adverts and minutia of every kind.
I have developed a fascination for reflections bordering on the obsessive, and look for them everywhere I go. I believe they are a window into a world full of alternatives, full of odd combinations of things that would otherwise never be allowed to exist. I hope this book will also tempt you to discover this alternative world for yourself next time you are out on the town!