While riding up my elevator with a pile of new mail, I began my typical mindless perusal of whatever magazine showed up. Today that magazine happened to be W. I randomly turned to the most extraordinary photo on page 32/33 by Horacio Salinas. It depicted a female torso standing behind a block of ice. What really spoke to me were the abstract patterns created by the cracks and clouds in the ice, the light and shadows, and the obscured flesh behind it. I could stare at this for hours – the simultaneously warm and cool color palette, the texture and depth. I just love it. I want a giant print of this on my wall. In the meantime the magazine tear out on my inspiration board will have to do.