Welts, 2005
Hey, I kind of love this photo! I was going back into THE ARCHIVES today looking for particular photos, but whenever I do this I always end up getting sidetracked looking at photos of things I have completely forgotten about, sometimes for the better, and having one of those ungrounded trips down memory that leave me feeling a little sick…
It seems to me that trips down memory lane are always better when one is prepared for them, but I doubt that most of us have the luxury of choosing the time or the place for old images and feelings to spring up in our brains.
I am looking forward to getting older, because I hope that by that time most of my memory meanderings, whether anticipated or not, will be of a happy nature instead of an uneasy or choleric one.
Anyway, today I found this photo I had taken of my neck, probably in order to see myself better. These may or may not be welts left from cat scratches or spider bites. A little fiddling with a black and white conversion layer and I’ve got a nice wrinkle freckle welt self-portrait.
I like my neck. It’s long and sometimes pretty, and it helps me stick my head where it doesn’t belong, like in other people’s business, or up my own ass.
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