Taken on 21st May, 2009 in La Calzada, Guanajuato, Mexico. Nikon D90, Exposure 1/4000s at f/3.8, Focal Length 22mm, ISO Speed 250. Show on Flickr.
I found this passage by Borges scribbled on a Guanajuato wall:
Somos nuestra memoria,
somos ese quimerico,
museo de formas inconstantes,
ese montón de espejos rotos.
Jorge Luis Borges
We are what we remember,
we are that chimaera,
a museum of fickle figures,
that pile of broken mirrors.
Translated by Catherine O'Regan
Photography is often held up as the ultimate historical source, an infallible reference on everything from The Great Depression to Hughes' holiday with the lads in Ibiza.
This blog, with a photo for each day of a 516 day journey, could be preseneted and interpreted as a reliable and authoritative account of that journey. In images, and in words, I hold a mirror to myself and the places I pass through.
Not buying it? Me neither.
Each day I break a mirror here on day516.com and even more on my flickr stream.
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