These eyes have seen the depths of Hell and stared into the very face of God. They have stayed themselves on beauty and sought out the very truth of every soul they’ve met.
This mind is often lost in thought. A thousand pictures formed in rapid fire across the neurons, reminding me of things I’ve seen and forming visions of what is yet to be.
These hands have written a million words, played a thousand tunes, gently cradled a newborn child, clenched closed with rage, and held my heart for all to see in tenuous trust.
These wrinkles. Each one earned as a badge of honor over time, woven across a once smooth surface like a roadmap leading to my past.
These feet have climbed a dozen mountains, walked a million miles, run as fast as they could carry, and propelled me through the dark out into light.
And this heart still keeps on beating, whether broken or whole, happy or sad, empty or content, with others or all alone. And it will beat on, until the day it decides its job is complete.
This is me.
[**All photographs were taken with my iPhone4 using the Hipstamatic App, Tinto 1884 Lens and D-Type Plate Film**]
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January 20th, 2013 at 1:38 pm
Thanks for the vivid and revealing self-portrait in words and photos. Good job. It made me appreciate my feet all over again.
Alice
January 22nd, 2013 at 10:35 pm
Thanks Alice
. Happy feet!
January 20th, 2013 at 5:13 pm
Love.
January 22nd, 2013 at 10:35 pm
Glad.
January 20th, 2013 at 6:13 pm
I see so much the same when I look at hands, feet and face with mileage. Thank you for reminding me that beauty far exceeds the narrow confines of what we’ve been taught. Big hugs!
January 22nd, 2013 at 10:36 pm
Thank you Maya. True beauty is always found in the heart first. IMHO…
January 22nd, 2013 at 2:16 pm
Awesome!
January 22nd, 2013 at 10:37 pm
Thanks Tom!