Was it Plato who wrote about seeing the world in reflected form? Yes and no: It turns out that what I misremember from a first-year philosophy class was something about how people who live in a cave, seeing only shadows of real things, would come to think that those shadows are all that exists. It would take a philosopher to leave the cave and see the world as it is.
I don’t do so well photographing shadows, but when I leave my cave, I like to find reflections – reflections in water, reflections in glass – even though I know they’re not all that exists. This creates awkward encounters, sometimes, as a driver returns to their car to find me taking a picture of it.
But sometimes I’m quick enough.