I like this moment of ‘reflection’, this single moment of hesitation, because of its sense of humanity. There is no trace of man in it, and yet, it is undoubtedly bound to the presence of man. The scene is familiar to me since it is identical to my hesitation in front of every water pit.

This unusual and formless frame can be anywhere and can portray anything you want; be it you or the empty sky or the Eiffel Tower. Whatever it be, it cannot fail to intrigue you and make you watch that ‘thing’ as you pas.

This moment is the same which forced even the heartsick Guy de Maupassant watch his framed reflection on the Eiffel Tower.