MIRROR PROJECTIONS
Part One of The Color of Depth
Mirror Projections
Two people stand before mirrors.
Side by side.
One sees their reflection and asks:
What shaped this face? What stories live in these eyes?
The other sees their reflection and says:
I look fine.
The deep thinker watches the mirror bend.
Sees the childhood echo in the posture.
The ancestral pigment in the skin tone.
The grief tucked behind the smile.
The surface thinker adjusts their collar.
Checks for blemishes.
Moves on.
But the mirrors remember.
They reflect not just image, but inquiry.
Not just light, but legacy.
The deep thinker turns to the other and says:
Do you see it?
The surface thinker replies:
See what?
And that is the rift.
Not in the mirror
but in the gaze.
Standing in Front of Mirrors
Two figures stand before their mirrors.
One wears a gown stitched from memory, myth, and metaphor—
roots trailing into the archive, threads veiling the face like ancestral whispers.
Their mirror swirls with cosmic pigment, symbols, and sacred geometry.
It reflects not just the body, but the soul’s circuitry.
The other person wears a suit.
Clean. Unadorned.
Their mirror shows only grayscale distance
a lone figure walking away, followed by shadows.
Above them floats a rainbow yin-yang
a swirl of contradiction, balance, and pigment truth.
This is the ceremony of perception.
The deep thinker sees the mirror as portal.
The surface thinker sees it as proof.
But the mirrors do not lie.
They reflect what you are willing to see.
written, created by
Vicki Lawana Trusselli
Trusselli Art
California 2025
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About the Creator
Vicki Lawana Trusselli
I am 76 year old California mythic storyteller blending lived truth, technology, and sovereign survival into multimedia art.
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