I sure picked the wrong month to join the self-portrait challenge. Everyone knows I need little encouragement to find or discuss my perceived flaws, however, taking a picture of them to illustrate my point is a nun of a different order. So with this month’s theme being imperfections my choice of subject matter is technically endless but what I’d actually shoot is minimal.
As I sat here with my cup of coffee, huddled over my portable radiator chattering like a bum on a steam grate, I looked down at the boney knuckles sticking out of my fingerless gloves and thought, “you look like an idiot, good enough let’s go with it.”

So unless November is show us your receding hairline month, I hope to do better next time.

