Monday, October 1, 2007

Fractured Reflections

I keep trying to take a picture of myself in action, but I have found that trying to capture my self-portrait is as elusive as the snipe, or even the basilisk.
















I know I'm in here somewhere . . .
















I think I can see my knuckle in this one somewhere. Maybe I'm not here after all.
















Wait! That might be me. I DO exist! I DO!

2 comments:

R. Narvaez said...

Is that some sort of weird Istanbul disco? Istanbul 54?

Raul said...

That last photo looks like you're beaming up! Oop, sorry, nerd moment.