This is a rare photo of me without my disguise, I mean, my glasses.
This photo is also rare in that how I felt in the moment (of my picture being taken) is how this picture looks: relaxed, unguarded, content. I like it.
Last summer, sitting around on my parents’ deck and talking to my siblings about life’s rough patches, and being photographed during them, I boasted about some great photos of myself, taken at perhaps my most miserable moment. One of my brothers laughed, and later said that he had a picture like that of himself.
I suppose the moral of this is that it is possible, on occasion, to put a good face on, but a person should not be asked to do that too much. It’s more peaceful when the inside and outside match.
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Lydia told me I needed a new profile picture, and she provided it. The location is the ICA Boston, outside on the steps that look over the harbor; the date is Saturday, June 7, 2008.
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It is a beautiful picture. I have yet to see a beautiful picture of me, ever, which is why I have no profile picture on my blog! Even without that glasses, this feels like you…
Let’s put Lydia on the job. Perhaps you’ve never had the right photographer!
Thanks.
Funny you should say that…my nephew Jack is an incredible photog and I asked him to try to get a good shot when we are in LA again. My fear is that they will be just as bad as the others and then I will be faced with the fact that I just look like that!
…and you have a coffee cup in your hand. Coffee and Jane. Permanently linked together in my mind.