I love the above photo. Taken during a period in my life when few photos were taken of me, it shows me relaxing in MMcN’s apartment in about July 1992. It’s interesting in so many ways:
1) I’ve got long hair but no beard
2) I’m skinny!
3) I’m wearing a watch (that I have no memory of today)
4) My backpack is hung on the door behind me (note the ‘Sisters Of Mercy’ I lovingly drew on it)
5) The cigarette smoke indicates there was absolutely someone else there. Who was it?
6) What am I eating? It looks a little bit like a redskin…
It’s strange I only have one such photo like this. What else was on the reel of film? Who owns them now? Who even took them? (I could guess the answer was Elizabeth R.)
I love looking at old photos and wondering what the subjects are thinking, and what they can see outside the frame of the shot. It’s a little unusual when that subject is me.
Wow RS! It’s almost as if you grew up in the New Romantic era!
The above comment was made by a youngling that still has a few years to go before she knows what it is like to experience the absent-mindedness of the truly aged 🙂