Not sure about how the plural works for that. Anyway, we are returned from a truly marvellous, wonderful and lovely trip, with many many experiences to reflect on and photos to edit, but just for the moment here are three separate instances of mise-en-abyme I found on three separate days out. In fact they are only really just mise-en-abyme, since it seems to me that to create the true sense of mirrors reflecting mirrors and fractals disappearing into themselves ad infinitum they need to be to the power of three at least (an image within an image within an image), whereas these only really repeat once, but they were, as it were, naturally occurring, and once I'd found one I was looking out for others, and was happy to find a trio, so the infinitely repeating and dwindling pattern must be left to the imagination.
- On a door in a wall as we walked the perimeter of the Kernéléhen peninsula, straight from the door at Kerbiriou,
- a glazed ceramic plaque on the bridge at Toul an Héry
- and finally, and perhaps my favourite, a mail box replica of the house it belonged to on the beautiful Île de Batz just off the port of Roscoff, though if it had been mine I would have had to make a replica of the replica out of a matchbox or something.
I must find away to bring more mise-en-abyme into my life...