See me, feel me

Face Dances

Like my face dances?

I read an amusing article on Slate the other day regarding our choices for web head shots and what they say about us. I must admit I’m one to lean towards the coolness of a heavily-altered photo, for art’s sake (oh, sure!), more than a macro-shot of my gritty, unshaven, camera flash-tainted mugshot. Maybe it’s just me, I don’t know. But don’t we all seem have some kind of insecurity towards how we think people see us? Not just in photographs, perhaps, but through our gestures, attitudes, or even the words we write to express ourselves?

How many of us want to be seen in the morning when we’ve just gotten right out of bed, for instance? It really is rare in an insecure world that someone would be willing to show himself for who he truly is. Heck, he doesn’t even want to know himself, a lot of times. Alas, we will all have come and gone and all we’ll ever know of this world and its people is its boundless mysticism. And such is life, I guess.

Anyhow, I checked out this website the Slate author went to alter his photo at, just for kicks. And here are some of the choices I got on how I may have looked like in different circumstances. Whooooo are yooooo…

I kinda liked the manga cartoon version of me. It also combed my hair a bit so that was nice.

So… Can you see the real me? Doctor!!! Doctor!!!!!

Okay, I have to go. I’m getting distracted now. Probably because The Who is being featured on VH1 Rock Honors in a few minutes. Can’t miss it.