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I sat on my bed for a few moments and realized that I didn’t have any recent photos of myself.  So I quickly set my chair up on my bed and timed my camera to take a snap shot. The flash went off and I grabbed the camera to check out the picture.  The picture was of me, but it wasn’t.  The person was a stranger.  His hair pulled back neatly behind his ears and wearing a cap that represented the place he worked.  But I didn’t really recognize this guy.  It wasn’t until later that day, when I grabbed my camera and shook my hair out violently and snapped quickly, that I realized who I really was.

My hair, like my personality, is flowing from every direction.  Twisting and curving around the different features on my face.  My face is covered in a thick matte of hair that yet to be maintained for at least a month.  You can’t see my eyes in the picture.  I don’t think I’ve ever been focused enough on anything to say that I was actually looking at it.  Why is the picture me?  It illustrates exactly the person I am when I am alone or with the people I love.  You may never see this person if I had just passed you on the street or sat you at a table in my restaurant.   When I look at this picture I think of the guy that is inspired by everything he sees and everything that he doesn’t see.  So curious about the world he would pick up and move at a moment’s notice to test the limits of his own imagination. I know I am one of the most ambitious people I know.  Ambitious to show the world that the beauty of creativity is that it takes on any form you want it to.  This picture encompasses it all; the hair, beard, shirt, and even the totes as a book shelf in the background.  It takes someone to completely let themselves go before they can find out who they truly are on the inside.