Doing bits large:
or left-handed, or maybe
Is my portrait my face or…?
Towards abstraction in self-portraits:
A person of uncertain age who has lived in Melbourne, Australia for 50 years or so after a little intercontinental wandering, and while collecting the usual life baggage, has NOT been a barrista, desert explorer or bus driver, but HAS been a proofreader-editor, computer programmer and psychiatric social worker, has outlived several cats and accumulated daughters, great-nephews, a soulmate and piles of books, many unread, and now listens to classical, jazz and folk, potters around on looms and cameras, sketches and doodles, occasionally writes words with a pen (or keyboard), and records some of the various results here (pause for breath).