Picture book

Send me a pho­to­graph of the inside of my head. Take a step back, a step for­ward. Back again. For­ward more. Snap. Shoot. Click. Shut­ter. Whirr. Throw cau­tion to the wind, to the four points of the com­pass. Let your ima­gin­a­tion run wild, because I know mine does. Give me a grain of col­our, a ray of light, a moment in freeze frame. What can you see inside here, inside there, inside? Imprint me in a split second, in a stray pixel. I’ll be wait­ing. Here: mail at unre­li­ablewit­ness dot com.

The gal­lery
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Comments: 3

    What’s goes on inside your head always seems to have far more clar­ity than what goes on in mine… Maybe I should wipe the vas­el­ine off the lense?

    Stephanie | 06.19.08, 11:24

    Gosh. My nose is on your blog! I feel all.… jolly. :)

    Ziv Catbee | 06.19.08, 19:48

    I’m lov­ing the idea for this post. But the concept of what it looks like inside my own head is scary enough (A friend once showed me a photo he’d taken from the edge of the Gobi desert — that came close!), let alone try­ing to ima­gine what it’s like inside yours.

    jem | 06.22.08, 12:17

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