I might have mentioned somewhere that at times, when I am shooting an interior, I take a photo of myself in a mirror. I usually don’t show them here, it is just a personal project. And I always hope that the homeowner doesn’t wander by at a most inappropriate time and I have to explain myself.
Now THAT would be awkward.
I hate seeing myself in photos. Hate. Hate. Hate. I would much rather be behind the lens than in front of it. Good thing I never had any aspirations to be a model. I also would have had to grow about another eight inches for that to even be a possibility. Three cheers for being “vertically challenged”.
Today you get a self-portrait.
Because I am feeling wild and crazy.
It goes with the hair.