At the village center, I tried to take another picture of the works of art at display. The painting is captioned "tranquil", there is a peaceful view of a harmonious spot in a forest. But the real life reflections played tricks on me, and the resulting photo is something where it is hard to tell what belongs to the painting and what is a reflection in the window. But maybe there is a certain symbolism to that - so easily we assume that something is true because we see it, but if we pause to examine the perception, it becomes hard to say what elements really are "out there", and what are reflections projected there by the expectations of our own mind.