#16

Look at how white my teeth are!!!

#15

We're pretty hott.

#14

Ok, so I'm sort of cheating. The next few pictures were all taken on Saturday, April 28. I'm not sure which ones I took myself because I was drunk. I want to catch up and I figured since they're all of me, it should count!

#13

Serena was drunk, we were clapping/dancing our way back into Fairfax.

#12

My new haircut! I'm in love with it...

#11

I don't think Steven wanted to be in the picture, but you know what I say to that?

TOO BAD!

#10

I'm a dork, but at least I'm cute.

#9

Today was a good self-image day.

#8

I want another tattoo.

#7

#6 Part II

Fun times indeed. The rest can be found here.

#6 Part I

I'm planning on taking my self portrait this evening, when I'm all hipstered out. I did have an ambitious idea though to post a poem a day as well as a portrait. It probably won't work, but for now I think I'll post a poem for today anyway.
It's the finished product of the sonnet I was working on in picture #4:

Independent Mindset

Then sometimes he plays guitar
and the world is enveloped by his
chords. Thrumming and chaotic,
it feels like the silence of a singular
heartbeat during the first collision
of your feet to water. Almost exotic,
floating like blonde hair,
making you wonder in comparison,
even in a microacoustic
sense, if the rest of you looks that supernatural. Where
the strings are connected to his
fingers are connected to our breaths,
makes it a hard differentiation
as to where these three separate beings need resuscitation.

#5

This perfectly captures the way I felt today. Work sucked. I'm glad it's the weekend.

#4

Writing poetry does not involve looking cute.
If you look closely, you can read one of the sonnets I wrote for class.

#3

It was an early morning.

#2

I don't want to go to class.

Day #1

So I've decided to start a blog dedicated to 365 days of self portraits. Here's the first one: