Mar 5, 05 09:58 AM
Insert Def Leppard Riff.
The pix that Aaron Farrington took of me the other week arrived at last.
He's a great photog, they're lovely photographs. I'm happy to say that I'm comfortable in the presence of the lens--I don't have that harsh, intimidated, frozen look on my face--but, as ever, it's a shock to see myself. Who is this man, and where's the guy I see in the mirror? I'm balder than I thought, more haggard--I keep thinking I'm Kiefer Sutherland and there in the frame is a Teutonic Maynard G. Krebs.
Thank God I've lost some weight--20 pounds since January 2004--and I don't suffer from Howard Dean neck anymore. Or Neckface, as the great NYC graffiti artist puts it.
So I'm a man in my thirties. How did that happen?
I want to embrace my age and my looks, especially in publicity pictures and such--it's a stupid disease in our culture, this anxiety that drives one to cling to youth--and people in their twenties have enough angst without having to fear the onset of life.
Posted by Mike at March 5, 2005 9:58 AM
