They have been obsessing me.... intriguing me for a long time.
The ephemerality of our own impermanence.
We are, but then we are not.
Gone is our body. Have we gone with it?
Is the image real? Are we real?
Or is it all an unreality of the moment?

My reflections are captured in a fraction of a second. What you see,
is what the camera sees, only 1 image, there’s no superpositions.
While the body reflects on the glass , the skin blends with the leaves.
Or maybe the leaves grow in the skin.
As much of a deception as our own impermanent body .