Free Thoughts…
Ho always thought that the selfies were a young person’s thing.
Pensavo: “You take selfie (in ancient times called self-portrait) because you don’t know who you are, you don’t know how to deal with the world and your inner ills, and you hope that in images of you you will find the answer.” Even I, as a good teenage student of photography, have taken some in my time (once I even burned the negatives to get the desired effect).
Crescinding, the various filters, acquired from society and surroundings, began to take over in my view of theself-portrait (called selfie in today’s times). I became convinced that taking selfies is pure expression of vanity and pride on the one hand, insecurity on the other.
Cos so, of course 🤓, considering myself neither vain nor proud nor insecure, I stopped doing them completely and, if by chance it happened to me, I hid it in the meanders of bits, because if someone found out… what a shame!
Ooday, Easter Sunday in the midst of a quarantine, sitting at my desk, I picked up the phone to see the effect of the light coming through the window on my face. And here I was sinning against my “principles.” I started shooting looking for “my best side,” the most beautiful light. I had a lot of fun. And I realize that the selfie is always cathartic if I embraced it in the right sense, it helps even in adulthood to know something new about yourself. It shows you what you don’t see in the mirror because you don’t want to see it.
Condividing myself is always a step out of my comfort zone. A certain modesty about not looking vain has remained. But today I say to myself, “Who cares, I still see the 16-year-old eye!”
