Santini has been posting some self portraits lately that are purported to be bad. I thought that I might get in on the fun and try to capture a self portrait or two that might cause a stomach or two to turn. After my afternoon tennis session, after I'd parked in the garage, I stopped in the back yard to try my hand at hand-held, stretched-out-arm self photography. It's not so easy to get anything that you like, but I snapped off six and came in the house to download them. After dinner, I checked with PP and PW to see which of the photos seemed best to reflect my image. I can't say there were any that really stood out, but there were six and after some debate they went with the photo below. It's a profile, an angle that I virtually never see.
This one I liked a little better. I think the subject looks thoughtful, but the peanut gallery thinks he's mad.