I had a college art professor once say that you create what is inside you. If you are feeling a particular way, it will come out regardless of what your initial vision is. I periodically see this in my photographs, but today was definitely one of those days where I had to grin at how true that statement was.

While overall my Sunday was fantastic, I was just not feeling like me. Not feeling whole for some reason. Kind of feeling in a funk – like I could either flip out or fall apart at any moment. And my tolerance for things was pretty much nil. When Garbanzo was moping around late afternoon, I verbally bitch slapped him. Why? Because his explanation for his mood was stupid. It didn’t make me want to be around that. I was not feeling like myself – and for him to be fretting about something so minor was annoying to me. I had another incident or two at the store – in traffic – and later at home with the girls. While my weekend was nice and relaxing and all, I clearly was not feeling myself. 

Kind of funny how this self portrait inadvertently captured it.

Tomorrow is another day…maybe I’ll feel less like a Picasso experiment tomorrow.

BTW: On Garbanzo’s VW Bus, there are some glass tiles, this is a reflection in them.