The Distance Between Us

We spend our lives looking through glass. We stand in one room and watch the next, tracing the edges of things we cannot touch. There is a safety in this separation. We believe that by keeping a boundary, we understand the shape of the world. But the glass is cold. It holds the imprint of our breath, a fog that obscures what we think we see. We are always on the outside of the history we study, peering into halls that have already emptied, listening for echoes that have long since faded into the stone. We want to be inside, yet we fear the weight of the past. So we remain here, in the threshold, measuring the space between our eyes and the things that remain. Does the wall protect us from the past, or does it merely keep us from ever truly arriving?

Minh Nghia Le has captured this quiet distance in the image titled Frame in frame. It is a reminder that we are always looking at something else, from somewhere else. What do you see when you look through the glass?