In reflection, I watched the straight
lines of the cottage architecture bend from the subtle movement of the
water. This sent me into a trancelike state that soon dissolved my
boundaries. I continued to watch. When a design emerged that matched my
feelings, I shot the picture. When I looked at the image later, I
noticed a cartoonlike girl in the white on the right. She is standing
sideways looking in the window. I wondered if she could be a picture of
me peering into my own unconscious. When I realized the "girl" is also
the door, I named it the "House of Consciousness."
