An uncanny experience

I was sitting in my studio (aka conservatory) this morning contemplating all the work I had to do to turn this crowded space into something approaching a workable area in preparation for tomorrows Open Studios when I happened to look across at my wooden bookcase.

There was the sculptor, Paolozzi eye visible between the wooden slats .It appeared to be watching me.
It gave me quite a start. Yes of course it was only a photograph (see extra), the cover of a book I wrote about him on the occasion of a Masterclass with him many years ago.
 
Now I am not superstitious but it did seem uncanny.  In fact positively creepy.