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like an owl
I sit on a branch and look at life...
through mirrors.
mirrors do not reflect what happens.
mirrors are in charge...directing.
I looked for a shell to protect me.
found an ostrich egg.
the egg charmed me...mysterious.
what does it hold inside?
it's texture similar to the skin that wraps us.
Smooth...fragile...
Stimulating.
when I am inside the shell, I feel safe
the mirrors vanish.
when the shell breaks
again I face mirrors.
a black mirror.
a white mirror.
perhaps a gray one, too.
in these works I found an opportunity to create mirrors.
to reflect relationships...man's with himself…between the sexes…among people.
I am a Voyeur.
My work is dedicated to my father..... thanks
to Benjamin Levy for the angel drawing above.
Michael Maytal
michael@listentoyoureyes.com
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