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Thursday, July 22, 2004

The Self-Portrait

Posting the reflection photos, I am reminded that really, they are also self-portraits.  Somehow, my digital camera made it possible for me to turn the camera away from a reflection, directly on me. Maybe because I could immediately delete and edit anything I wasn't comfortable with. No worry about the developers seeing the photos before I did. So my reflections remain, but I've moved into direct representation of myself.

Through these photos, I'm able to capture only slivers of myself, enough to see who I am, but not too much. So much pressure from the media to be perfect in size and shape and age. These photos are my own cataloging of my body's beauty. I realize as I take them, that everyone is beautiful. Not something advertising media wants us to know, but true nonetheless. My photos are proof.