Mirrors.

Whenever I look into the mirror, thousands of stories look back at me, and I often stop and ponder. I ponder how many parallel universes there are with me in it, and in how many ways I’ve already died in them. I find it hard to understand that all of my life is just part of the same world, and that I’m still around.

This is a scene from the movie “The Intruder”, a haunting story by Jacques Bouchard, made in Montreal in 2008. More pictures from that set will follow.

16:9.

16:9

Did it ever bother you, did you ever wonder? We only see such a small fraction. Four edges to every frame, and what happens outside, we’re never supposed to know. It’s where the story ends and the spell vanishes into thin air like a kiss thrown to the wind.

The frame holds the magic, outside the machine pulsates. Funny, witty or tragic… We only care for the fantasy it creates.