On recent weekend in St. Louis, Missouri, I realized I have ever been to an American city that fit my worldview so completely. A vast, time-traveled older Center, with layer upon layer of story, of rise and fall, rebirth. I’ll be returning with a bag full of NC160; a Nostalgia trip in realtime.
It got me thinking of a project (we all need projects) on how reflections add another layer of distortion to what we see—as if our daily vision weren’t warped enough, the cities we live in impose more layers of mirrored un-reality.
