tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28133718.post8220491457533389330..comments2023-06-28T22:58:28.247+10:00Comments on Sixth In Line: Profiles and the passage of timeElisabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04015624747225433940noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28133718.post-59081640622425813912009-07-30T22:15:04.936+10:002009-07-30T22:15:04.936+10:00So your image is from a painting, Jim. I can see t...So your image is from a painting, Jim. I can see that now. <br />My daughters change their profiles regularly, almost annually, the younger the more frequent their image change. This must have something to do with aging, I'm sure. <br />When I was young I longed to look older. Not so now. My mother at ninety still prides herself on how much younger she looks. It seems an age old obsession. <br />I look forward to seeing your more 'realistic' image, Jim, even as it will change in the blink of an eye.Elisabethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04015624747225433940noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28133718.post-59837347460454115532009-07-30T18:42:46.480+10:002009-07-30T18:42:46.480+10:00Ah but your photo is only wee so we get a suggesti...Ah but your photo is only wee so we get a suggestion of what you look like but that's about it. And that's fine. I still carry a photo of my wife in my wallet that must be close on twenty years old and that's how she'll always look in my head. Occasionally I look at the old woman I now live with and think: Who the hell are you?<br /><br />Talking about photos, I need to get a new one done. And probably today. I've been using a painting of a photo of me that's five years old and even in that short a time I've changed quite a bit. I'm working on 'rugged' but it's not quite happening yet.Jim Murdochhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12786388638146471193noreply@blogger.com