I do not like images of me and never used to permit them. When I became a photographer myself and took so many photos of others, that was a conceit I had to drop. I was visiting my friend George Forss in the hospital today and he was with Donna Wynbrand, the artist and George’s long-time companion.

While I sat talking with him, she sketched me as she always does. Donna is not comfortable giving her sketches away, she keeps them in notebooks, but she let me take this photo with my I phone. I was startled by it, as I always am, but I also liked it.

When we look at photographs of our self, or sketches, we sometimes have to take a deep breath and say, this is me, this is okay. In a sense, I winced at this sketch, in an another I was kind of drawn to it. I think this is who I am now, and every time I accept that, I become healthier and stronger.