Thursday, November 12, 2009

self-portrait



I was walking the mean streets of Rome when I happened by a newspaper stand with a shattered window. Which, of course, I naturally took to be the perfect opportunity to stick my camera inside the box to take a picture of myself through the jagged glass.

Shattered glass, partial concealment--all in the name of self-disclosure. I mean, how much metaphor do you need?

8 comments:

justcurious said...

You're as obvious as ever.

Michael B said...

Word.

Pitiful, isn't it?

Julie said...

Obvious? Maybe for those who know you better than I do. I'm guessing shattered glass = emotional turmoil and partial concealment = part of yourself you don't share with others. If I am completely wrong, please let me know so I don't feel so left out on the obvious metaphors.

About the photo...
love this one. The eye is so intense, you almost have to look away. I have a feeling that says something about you too. Very creative idea..poking hand into broken glass for your portrait.

timekeeper said...

Ah, the days before Noshavember were happy times. I love your non-beard here!

Michael B said...

What's wrong with my beard, girl?

timekeeper said...

Nothing at all. You gotta know when to hold 'em....

Michael B said...

So I take it you love it?

It's awful distinguished.

timekeeper said...

That it is. If by distinguished you mean that Kenny/Grizzly Adams/Santa quality.