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An artists rite of passage is the proverbial self-portrait, and the last one I did was a long time ago in college. Self portraits are not just a face, but a reflection of one's inner-self and all the intricacies that go with; be they the warm reds and golds of energy and confidence, or the blues & greys of those sad, rough and tumble days we all have.

Colors and shadows and lines and textures are all part of our makeup, and as we age we change physically and mentally. We remember, we forget, life is a test, you know the drill. There is very little about the human makeup that doesn't change.

Except for our eyes. From day one until the day we die, that is a constant.

For me another constant that will never change is the love I have for the music of the GD, and it's reflected right where it belongs, in my eyes.

Those would be the Eyes of the World. You've got them too. ; )

-Tom Mitt