I'm not afraid to admit it. I love getting my photograph taken. I probably have said that already before. As a kid, I was so self-conscious and insecure that my dad never liked to take my photo. He used to ask all my siblings to pose for him and when he came to me, he'd…Read more photos


on having my photograph taken

I openly admit how much I love getting my photo taken. I know I'm not a model. I don't have patience nor the imagination to pull off what models need to pull out to be able to project the way they do in magazines and commercials. I'm too self-conscious. But I love seeing photos of…Read more on having my photograph taken

the first of several versions

A few entries ago, I talked about being someone else, being different versions of me. This is what I was talking about. This is one of the photos she took of me and she digitally put my poem on the wall, and of all the micro-poems I've sent her, which I thought would be perfect…Read more the first of several versions

someone else; different versions of me

Yesterday, I went to a new friend's condominium and we went to the 45th floor and she took pictures of me. She had asked me, when we were first getting to know each other as recent as last March that she wanted to take my photos and I've seen her work when she had photographed…Read more someone else; different versions of me