I started out with this picture of myself from the my cross country trip in 1974. Taken in the Harvard Museum at the Glass Flowers exhibit. I had seen these as a fifth grader in 1962 and they had made quite an impression on me. Or maybe my mother had impressed on me their importance. Anyway, I felt a need to see them again "all those years later". Which was only 12 years. And it's been 34 years since that photo was taken and I haven't been back.
Contrast this picture with a picture taken two days ago. Figure the picture from yesterday, substitute me at the left end of the group instead of Dennis. By coincidence, it's a similar pose, looking straight at the camera with right arm down at my side and left arm different. In the later photo, I am resting my arm on David's back next to me.
34 years and 50+ pounds. But I find this pair of pictures somewhat comforting. I'm not really that different. Despite my poor self-image, my body shape is not distorted. I'm pleased in both photos, still vital. Yes, the hair and the rest of me, well it's the same. My message to myself, don't be so distressed and ashamed, you are still you!!!
Juxtaposition......
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