April 6, 2014
I honestly don’t have a clue what I look like from the outside. Or- I have clues, from friends (hopefully most honest, but still undeniably subject to mood changes & emotional wellbeing), family (often distorted by… family), men who have been drinking in bars (predictable), random encounters with strangers… and more recently in my Selfie pilgrimage… mirrors, photographs, & video that’s been initiated and shot of me by me.
Aside from those hints and clues I live my life looking out of this face, so there’s absolutely NO way I can say: I look like this.
Buzz Aldrin (thanks MV) on the moon in 1966 – perhaps the pinnacle of Selfies, brought to my attention by James Keelaghan, singer-songwriter extraordinaire and our insightful & resourceful AD at Summerfolk in Owen Sound (thanks James)
So here’s what I think today: our visual image is always and only subjective. It’s Always about where we are, what we are doing, how we feel, what we feel… endless facets, all capable of changing and shaping the configurations of muscles on our face, and the way the light hits them.
So what makes a Selfie a good selfie? Authenticity?
I think so, Buzz. I do think so.
A quick shot of my left hand & shoulder from a mirror in Feb.
Awkward shot of my Right hand in a mirror for reference, Feb. Music stands work as a matte black ground…
drawing (anatomy mistakes in the RH knuckle – now fixed)
this morning by 9:30am. Includes a heretical symbol for the wings of enlightenment, used by a printer in the 13th century to signal gnostic pilgrims that the way was safe…
3pm today. It has since transformed again…
What’s my point?
We create an image of ourselves that is constantly changing; we are constantly changing. There is no true constant image when viewed from the outside.
Maybe there is from the inside, though.
A working theory.