A Bit Of Vanity

After seeing Darren Aronofsky’s new film yesterday afternoon (certainly in my top five for the year), I’ve been thinking a bit about age/life/death/monkey surgery. Nothing too heavy, certainly not enough to turn into a long-winded post.
I noticed something today while I was pushing up some photos I took yesterday. This was a self-portrait I took of myself over two years ago, in October of 2004:

On The Phone

This is me yesterday:


I’m not sure what caused it – the make of the camera? the red monochrome filter? the hair that’s nearing the length it was in high school? the face I’m making? – but I look younger, and that freaks me out.

I’m older than I’ve ever been, and now I’m even older.