My long term resolution for the New Year has been to
confront my tendency toward harsh self criticism and to try
to be more accepting of who I am and the skin I am in.
So far, I've done a series of photographic selfies, but my
friend Shiloh, who always was and still is, smarter and more
insightful than I am, suggested that maybe I should be
looking at this as an art project, a la Frida Kahlo.
I contemplated that idea. It makes more sense than merely
staring at mirror images of myself on a computer screen. I
don't know that I will ever love photographs of myself. I
don't know if I will ever be able to view myself without
focusing on my flaws, but I can certainly confront and fight
against that tendency in myself.
I picked out my first selfie of 2016 and tried to alter myself
into art. If the standard of success is to obliterate most of
myself from the piece, then I think I succeeded.
Still, it's a new slant on an only slightly older project. I am a
work in progress. Long live vanity!
