there was a little girl,
with a little curl,
right in the middle of her forehead.
when she was good she was very, very good,
and when she was bad, she was horrid.
How do we define self?
Is it the reflection we see upon waking?
Do the many parts that comprise the whole being define it?
Or is it how others perceive us?
I choose to look at the diverse parts that make up a person from childhood on.
I look at the layers that make us who we imagine ourselves to be and how others perceive us.
Then I turn the camera to show the image reflected in the mirror.