Reflections

s30As a street photographer on the Atlanta Streetcar route, you notice the reflections almost immediately. They are everywhere. They are inside and outside the streetcar itself, and then in the windows of all the storefronts. They are also in the eyes of the people you meet, looking back at you. And, ultimately, they are in your mirror at the end of the day, when you reflect on what you’ve seen out there, what you’ve learned — about our society, about yourself. (The title of my photo exhibit coinciding with the two-year anniversary of the Atlanta Streetcar  — and my longitudinal photo essay, A Streetcar Named Aspire — will be, of course, Reflections.)

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