RUSAS (A SELF-PORTRAIT) Matamoros Mexico
All we see of each other comes from external light hitting our surfaces. Here the light ricochets, sliced by diagonal lines, and nearly everything's a mirror image. This choreography of four strangers at an open-air lunch counter lasts 1/250th of a second. The two outer people appear to see with just a single eye. The two inner people miss the visual feast entirely. The Nikon saw everything...but who actually saw whom?