I'm not that hard to find.
Straight window, bent street.
Self with a bent street. Amsterdam, Netherlands.
Fish painting with drain pipe.
I'm not sure I would buy a painting of a fish. Paris, France.
The long arm of religion. Again.
The church reaches almost everywhere. Requina, Spain.
A Greenhouse reflection.
A house I built called 'Thing Two'. California.
I'm in there somewhere.
Little fat pig on the couch with grandma explaining to a girl. Barcellona, Spain.
Once upon a time, a long time ago.
Selfie times two, in the studio, Squire Canyon, California.
The horse is behind the cart this time.
Palm Springs, California.
A stone dog howling in the corner.
His friends are rusting machines and other unknowns. Toledo, Spain.
All photographs are self-portraits. The question is what kind of portraits? Are they literal or metaphorical?