Not long ago, I made the above self-portrait, using soon-to-be-discarded fabric recovered from my aunt’s house. I loved the bold black and white stripe, figured it had been a while since I’d done a self-portrait, and set to work on a couple of different ideas.

In the shot above, I imagined that it would look like I was taking my own picture in a mirror, perhaps with a shower curtain in the background. The meta-humor for me (I seriously doubt anyone else cares) is that I’m looking at the back of a film camera. That’s my wife’s Pentax ME Super, circa 1982. We don’t use the camera any more (except as a prop), but every time I see it, I get nostalgic for my Canon EOS Rebel, given to me in 1994 (and sold around 2003). My wife has wisely (and steadfastly) refused to sell her Pentax.