Now and Then, White and Black
In its original mirror-image form, I have already used the more than 50 year old left hand photo to contrast my young and old self, but time has moved on even since then, and this time I have a beard again, grown to please my partner.
This selfie I sent her reveals the not entirely unexpected shock in my eightieth year that the distribution of hair colour is like a monochrome of one of those maps or satellite images of fall foliage in New England and other states of the US.
I hate standard phone selfies, with their wide-angle close up perspective and cruel digital fidelity, so I used my MacBook. The old image was a spool-finishing shot in dull electric light on a roll of Kodak Tri-X via an Olympus Pen FT half-frame SLR.
Now and Then, White and Black
In its original mirror-image form, I have already used the more than 50 year old left hand photo to contrast my young and old self, but time has moved on even since then, and this time I have a beard again, grown to please my partner.
This selfie I sent her reveals the not entirely unexpected shock in my eightieth year that the distribution of hair colour is like a monochrome of one of those maps or satellite images of fall foliage in New England and other states of the US.
I hate standard phone selfies, with their wide-angle close up perspective and cruel digital fidelity, so I used my MacBook. The old image was a spool-finishing shot in dull electric light on a roll of Kodak Tri-X via an Olympus Pen FT half-frame SLR.