Here are some of the words they suggested: strong, romantic, kind, open-minded, considerate, intelligent, sophisticated, subtle, affectionate, athletic, adventurous, entertaining, noble (I really liked that one), playful, caring, well educated, loyal, successful, fun, funny, sweet, outgoing, introspective, artistic, thankful, dedicated, sincere, generous, selfless, sensitive, loving and passionate, unique; others told me exactly the opposite.
Oh yes, the one everyone agreed with, complex; then how is it that I think of myself as transparent and simple.
Odd, isn’t it.
So I consulted “Bring Me the Rhinocerous”, a wonderful book by a wonderful fellow who calls himself John Tarrant and found this bit of wisdom: “What we believe about ourselves does not stand up to examination, so there is always the problem of describing our own lives in a plausible way. The old teachers named this insubstantiality ‘emptiness’”. Emptiness, hmmm…sort of like that ‘know nothing mind’…hmmm, very zen….
These days, if I'm not traveling either cycling or for a photographic project (I tend to design these to require me to be in New York), I'm in the studio painting. A college friend and I have recently completed a screenplay about an intercity high school. When I look back on my path to this moment, all I can say is "Who wudda thunk?"
But were you to catch me on a day when I was willing to summarize who I think I am, I'd probably say, "Each day I remind myself to simplify, to seek and appreciate the essence, to notice when I wander and return to the center."
And then again, maybe it comes down to nothing more than this: I am financially independent and love my son dearly.