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Self-portrait 1 
Charcoal pencil on newsprint, 24"x18"
 
"And so I brooded all the following morn,
Awed by the stern preceptor's face, mine eye
Fixed with mock study on my swimming book:
Save if the door half-opened, and I snatched
A hasty glance, and still my heart leaped up,
For still I hoped to see the stranger's face,
Townsman, or aunt, or sister more beloved,
My play-mate when we both were clothed alike!"

                                      -Samuel Taylor Coleridge, from Frost at Midnight
 
As an undergrad, armed with a black and white webcam in my bedroom (also known as the apartment's living room), I endeavored to capture something from those grainy little video postage stamps that had, while failing to steal my soul, done a fairly good job of capturing something essential to life at the time. (See here too.)
 
 


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