Monday, June 05, 2006

Self-Portrait Tuesday 06.06

Self-Portrait Challenge pop art. I want to say right up front, this is NOT what I look like now. This is a photo from 15 years ago. I found it and think it is probably the best photos of me ever taken, by a photograher friend. My hair actually looks good (probably a first, the one and only time!). I scanned this from a contact sheet.

I remember seeing the contact sheet and thinking, I looked so much better than I ever thought I could, or at least I looked authentic of myself. Not stunning, not beautiful, but true of me, who I am. And being amazed, thrilled. Isn't it funny how we see ourselves? Why can't we be happy with the way we are? I guess I am content with the way I am now, or am I just too tired too make a change?

I remember the day, my friends house near the beach at Half Moon Bay, her husband taking my photo. Me feeling self-conscience having my photo taken. It was on the heals of (another) bad break-up, I was very thin, sad, disillusioned with life in general. I was living in the Marina in San Francisco in the small but perfect flat and I really had a dream life. Bus to work through North Beach, China Town. Operas, shopping, Half Moon Bay. Walking at night in the fog. Soon after this I meet D and we were off to another life, another city, bigger, better dreams.

Self Portrait Challenge 06.06

{later} I was thinking about this as I wondered the aisles of Home Depot looking for belt sander sanding replacement, a few flowers and lightbulbs. I was thinking about how I had changed, how I am not the same person. How I can't fit into my Jones New York size 10 pleated trousers that I packed up thinking someday I would wear again. About how I pay more attention to the development of the seedpod instead what I am clothes I am going to shop for. How I would rather look at my son's face than anything else in the world. How much patience I have gained and how impatient I was then. How I think about bigger things than myself now. Yes, I am definitely not the same person, I am much better. Thank you all so much for the sweet and considerate comments about the old me ;)

(I tried to do a comparison photo, with some blowed-dried hair - HA)

16 comments:

  1. Anonymous2:21 AM

    simply beautiful, Kim.

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  2. Anonymous3:35 AM

    Kim, you look serene... no one could ever guess there were feelings that might be anyting other than... lovely.

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  3. I was surprised...you do look serene and peaceful.

    Ilike how you put these together.

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  4. Whatever you were feeling at the time, in the photos you ended up looking very contemplative. I love the slight smile, like you had a secret you weren't telling.

    Cool pics!

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  5. Anonymous6:50 AM

    Stunning. Simply stunning. You are beautiful then and now.
    a.

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  6. i love it.

    thea is right...very serene and peaceful.

    beautiful you.

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  7. It seems to me the you in the photo had an inkling of what was to come. Lovely as always.

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  8. Very poignant and lovely.

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  9. Kim this is beautiful.

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  10. it is a beautiful photo and i really like your treatment too. your hair and the apparent wind blowing in it is perfect!

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  11. both sets are supsupsuperb!

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  12. Kim,
    I loved this post and can really relate to your feelings. Great work!

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  13. You wear your contentment like patience on a monument. Let me look again? Yup. Still beautiful.

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  14. to see the passage of time and imagine the life lived is the most touching of visuals for me.....i am so moved by the beauty.

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  15. What a great idea and successful comparison. I always love to read you blog. You are so talented. Thanks for stopping by my blog too. I am just learning the blogging ropes and to find inspiration from others helps.

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  16. I love both sets. You are so beautiful.

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