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In the surface of water, we see not only the world but fragments of ourselves: Shimmering, fractured, perpetually unfinished. Each ripple reveals our transience, distorting and reframing truths we thought were fixed. Like water, the human mind reflects selectively, projecting its desires, fears, and patterns onto our ever shifting existence. Reflection is never neutral—it is an act of creation, a dialogue between what is seen and what is sought. Water, in its restless clarity, reminds us that all perception is relative, shaped by movement, light, and perspective.  In this way these pictures become a reflection of our own fluid minds.
 

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