Bruce Jackson (b. 1936)

One day in 2010, Diane and I were walking along Rue de Seine from our hotel in St.-Germain-des-Prés to the Louvre when I noticed a beautiful sculpture in a shop window. I stopped to photograph it and while I was focusing my camera (a Leica M9) I saw myself in a mirror at the back of the store, so I focused on the mirror rather than the sculpture. It wasn't until I got home and looked at the image on the screen that I realized I was in there twice: I was also reflected in the shop window. This is a kind of image I enjoy, one with planes of action where you see something, then you have to figure out just what you're really looking at.