For a lot of my life I was self-concious. Sometimes I let it show, sometimes I didn’t, and sometimes it shone through even though I tried to hide it. One of the best parts of adulthood – and for me this happened in my 30s – is finally figuring out who you are, where you want to go, and being comfortable with that. 5, 10, 20 years ago I never would have posted a picture like this. So to me this self-portrait is a statement.
One interesting aspect of this picture is that different friends/family members have read different emotions in my face. Some said I looked sad, strained, intense, at peace. I wonder how much that is their own feelings about me projected into what they see in the picture? What do you see?