One of those pictures I had forgotten for a long time. I don't remember why I took it but it seems I liked how the reflections of the trees interacted with the creases of the curtains.

Near London's Tate Gallery on March 27, 1996. M4-P, 35mm Summicron, Tri-X in Rodinal.

Speaking of windows again, I've tremendously enjoyed Klavdij Sluban's book "East to East" which I recently bought and which also contains several views out of windows (many of them taken from the Trans-Siberian Railway). It's a wonderful book with dark and bleak photos almost devoid of any human presence. One of my current favorites.

The only problem with great books like Sluban's is that they remind you how bad your own stuff is in comparison...

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