How do you see yourself?
I was on vacation the other week and I was struck by these images I saw of the self portrait of Ivan Albright in the exhibit called flesh at the Art Institute of Chicago. I wrote this poem while looking at these paintings.
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How do you see yourself?
Does your image change based on your mood
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how you feel
where you are
who you are with
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Are there days when you feel faded
almost invisible
disappeared
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are their days that are bleak
so dark you almost disappear
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days of joy
where laughter is in your eyes
where a lightness takes you
do you see every bulge and bump
every crack and line
every imperfection
every sadness and pain
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| Willem Hemmen,
Ivan Le Lorraine ALBRIGHT (Chicago 1897 -
Woodstock, Vermont 1983)
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how do you see yourself?
are you anything like the you inside
is the real you so much more than what you see
how do you see yourself?











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