Harding Meyer
Tuesday, 19 January 2010
I have a rather poor image of myself. My insatiable desire to tweak all that is around me to deemed perfection long ago deterred me from having my photograph taken (the one of me on this website is just about the only one I have taken in the past few years). The camera could, and would, document my every flaw and reveal all my vulnerabilities. Yet, as shy as I am, the inquisitive part of me wants to know what others perceive me to be. Would a portraitist be able to capture my soul behind this ghastly mask? More importantly, would I be able to see past the physical grotesqueness to peer into my own soul?
Perhaps one day I will have the courage. Perhaps…
Portraits by Harding Meyer.