June 7, 2008

Self Portrait of a Portrait

I was flipping through my favorite poetry books the other night and inside of my ee cummings book, I found this treasure:
I'm ashamed that I cannot remember the little hands that drew it. I know I must have been on an assignment and the child gave it to me before I left. She did a pretty good job at guessing how to spell my name (top). I'd say my legs and feet look pretty much the same in her drawing as they do in this photo...

Now, I'm off to the beach with family and friends and my bearded guy. My next post will be my longtime-coming-neversatisfiedwith- Gilbert Manor story... if beach photos don't sneak in before.

1 comment:

Parker said...

i'm down for swappin!