In the apparent disunity of the world, there is a deep interdependence, where every detail, like a flower and mountains, is part of a single whole. Mirrors, as part of this whole. Gold leaf, as the finest embodiment of gold and a channel through which energy penetrates a work of art, filling it with meaning. This picture is about the fragility of reality, about the fact that we see only a reflection, that the truth is beyond the visible. It can be seen that in pursuit of authenticity, we only get multiplying copies of ourselves.