Self Portrait

Pictures of me, taken by myself. I tend to go with the official (365 Days) definition of a self portrait: “A self portrait is a photo of yourself taken by you” … “The main thing is that you are both the photographer and the subject.”

A solution for my back problem.

Abnormal Behaviour. Not really. I vacuum and fluff up the couches every week.

Smile.

The view from below (365: 147) — I’ve done something to my back so I can’t sit down right now (well, I can, but if I do it takes me about 30 minutes to get back up again), so, doing press-ups naked off the edge of the decking over the camera was probably not a good idea.

My home city (365: 146) — I was born in Portsmouth; we moved away when I was eighteen months old and returned when I was sixteen. Portsmouth is mainly built on an Island; surrounded by the Solent to the South, Langstone Harbour to the East, Portsmouth Harbour to the West, and Ports Creek, an almost dried up creek at low water to the North.

Inspired (365: 145). This was a last-minute session by monitor light, because, for the first time in 144 days I nearly forgot to take my picture, and I still haven’t been able to find a replacement bulb for my favourite lamp.

Reading (365: 144).

You’ve Got Mail (365: 143) — Nothing fancy, just me at my PC in youngest’s room. I seem to be spending quite a lot of time here. Flickr has a lot to answer for 🙂

Recycling.

Mirror, Mirror (365: 141) – across the arcade and backed into an alcove for a better angle and something to lean against. I was just about to leave when I realised I was sandwiched between two mirrors. 3

Window Shopping — Checking out the goodies. I’m fed up with no remote and no manual focus.

Waiting.

Listening to the silence between thoughts (365: 140) — Yesterday I spent some time catching up on the ‘phone. I thought it’d be fun to recreate that time for my 365 picture. I look bloody miserable, well I’m not; it’s concentration…

I Told You So (365: 139) — I’ve not read this book in years, and on picking it up I remembered it contains a hint on how to find what you need most. Hold the question in your mind and take a book, any book, open it at random, and there you’ll find your answer. I tried it.

Lunch at the ‘Gate’ (365: 138) — Invited for a lunch time meeting I picked a Pub. Note this is a very rare thing. I had a drink; I’m normally strictly water until the evening

A pain in the wallet (365: 137) — A weekly chore, and why is it as soon as I fill it up, Youngest needs his car back again?

Ghosts (365: 136) — A friend asked a question, and I promised an answer, little knowing the ghosts from my past answering it would raise.

Homeward Bound (365: 135) — It was such a beautiful evening, I asked Liv, my car share buddy, to drop me off about a mile along the seafront from my home. On my way, I stopped to sit and listen to the sea, take pictures, and get my SP for the day.

Calm Centre (365: 135) – Many years ago I visited this spot at a time when I needed to make an important decision. At that time, I also needed a place and memory to act as a calm reference point to carry with me and help in the years to come. 3 | 2

Bad hair day (365: 134) — Up very late last night (shall we just say it was light when I went to bed), so not a lot of sleep, though I grabbed a few ZZZs in the garden this afternoon.

Walking Home (365: 133) — This may be a strange concept to my American contacts, but I walk to the shops (1,6 miles) and home again. “I haven’t got much to get” turned into 23.5 Lbs (I checked) of excess baggage in my rucksack.

Flickr Light (365: 132) — Until I can find a replacement bulb for my lamp it looks like my monitors are going to be the best source of light around here.

Curry Night (365: 131).

05:57 BST – Good Morning! (365: 130) — Isn’t that a frightening sight to wake up to? It gets my daily picture out of the way nice and early.

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