Recently I purchased Mary goes travelling by Gilbert Delahaye and Marcel Marlier at a second-hand book shop. Now, each time I walk past these port hole-like mirrors on my way to my gym and pool, I am reminded of some images inside the book. I feel like I am on board Mary's cruise liner.
I also identified being in the book when Jeremy, Oskar and I flew back from Melbourne lately and Oskar was invited into the cockpit at the end of the flight. I looked just as complicated and enchanting as this image.