Inside and Outside are not the same

I’ll try to remember the words, but first a comment…There really are two sets of words. There is the sense of self before the picture, and the sense of self based upon the critical eye looking at the artifact of self. These are not the same. When I got home, the light was a soft after rain glow. I plopped down on the stoop and took the shot. Work day …

Gravity inevitable

Words: Aging, slowing, treading. The jowls sag just a bit; the chin too. It feels more like Autumn than Spring. I wane rather than wax. This selfie project has few rules. One shot. No filter. Once a day. Notable imperfections, and some consistencies are visible. The self-image does not match the photograph…both good and ill. It continues.

Where I didn’t shave my head

Words: Something-that-describes-when-the-rain-stops-and-the-sun-comes-out, rock star, breathing.   Eff it. The appointment for the hair doing is in a few hours. I stop a small gaggle of students. “I’ve got an appointment,” I point to my head. “Do I chop it all off?” The guys say, “Nooooo!” Guys seem to dig long hair. Angela says, “Give me a number between one and two.” “Two.” She looks blankly at me. I return the look. …

F

Words: Pained, dull, fronting. (slang for putting up a front). There is a definite relationship between disposition and mobility. Holding onto the walls, cruising like a toddler learning to walk. Regressing or fast forward? Maybe this is what it means when one says “It’s all downhill from here.” There was a peak, and this is that slope past it. Riding a bike down a mountain, letting gravity do its thing, …

Words: connected, cheery, okay Okay gets a bad rap. Okay is great. Well, not great. It’s solid in its non-superlativeness. Equilibrium, normalcy. Nothing to be taken for granted. So glad these students are willing to play. I think it is the nature of this particular school. They are great.

In the room the women come and go Talking of Michelangelo.

Words: Aging, painless, behind       Somewhere between coffee and the breaking of the fast I add the word “privileged”. Privileged to have a home, and food, and this precious solitude. …There will be time, there will be time To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet; There will be time to murder and create, And time for all the works and days of hands That …

Another day

    Words: Tired Maybe allergies are acting up? not breathing well through the night? Antihistimine. Yes. Note to self. Sunny. But that is the room, not my disposition. Cheerful. Self-contained. Feeling small, like I don’t take up much room…like I’d rather be overlooked.     It’s early…ish. 7:30 on a Saturday. Everyone else is asleep. I resist the urge to start the day with email and social media. I …

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