Although I'm often taking pictures, it doesn't happen that often someone other than myself photographs me and even more unusual that I get to see the results. That's why it was a treat that Matthew, whom I met on my mid-April trip to Seattle, sent me a link to the shots he took of me at a friend's housewarming party. He was using a traditional camera with black-and-white film, which led to a great conversation about photography before and after the onset of the digital age. I love that this particular photo, though it has obviously been "remediated" into JPEG format, still bears a trace of its development:
I also like the fact that I'm making one of my characteristic faces, the sort I pull in conversation, but which I struggle to capture in self-portraits. Part of the reason is that I'm usually talking with my hands when I make those expressions, something that's hard to pull off when you're holding a camera away from your body.

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Thanks for the comment!
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Sorry!
"It's one thing to yearn because you're mutilated; it's another thing to have mutilated yearnings." (C. Bertsch, 1/30/01)
"I'm totally in favor of montage." (C. Bertsch, 1/30/01)
"It's a good thing to say at parties--'I'm a historical materialist.' It's a sure way not to get laid." (C. Bertsch 1/30/01)
"Pretzels of Revelry." (C. Bertsch, 2/13/01)
"Heideger was a brilliant man. I hate him. Well, he should be hated. He wore ugly suits and had a ugly mustache. And he was a facist. Well, in his own fashion." (C Bertsch 2/13/01)
(Much credit to the esteemed ED for her note-taking skills, as well as the organization necessary to still have said notes years later.)
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::smiling::
I can't believe I said such over-the-top, silly things at that juncture. That whole year is a blur because I was still new, had been so ill in the fall, and got pneumonia again in the middle of the class.
You can still create a free LJ account. It just will have ads on it. Or so I'm told.
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That picture is classic. You are simultaneously amused, irritated, frustrated and intrigued.
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What sort of book?
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Yes, that would be neat. I need a pipe.
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But seriously: It reminds me of something I once read about one of the Analytic philosophers—Quine, maybe. He had a habit of shooting some hapless student who'd made some insufficiently precise remark a deadly look and asking, "What EXACTLY do you mean?" Jesus!