Here’s what I did yesterday. This is my fourth year, now, taking self portraits on my birthday. The same number of self portraits as my age. This year, I’m 47, so, here are 47 self portraits.
Bacon, yum yum
Bacon mustache, naturally
Headed to the office
Alison Faulkner and Eric Robertson
Saw a stranger in the alley. Asked her to be in a picture.
Colton. Owner of Communal. All around cool guy.
Cheers! Lunch at Communal.
Alisha Stamper, making a 4×5 Polaroid of me.
Alisha taking a picture of the picture she just took of me.
C. Jane Kendrick.
Ashley Thalman, outside the Knight Block building, home of Justin Hackworth Photography
Face timeing with the Provo mayor as he’s driving across the country with his son.
She works in the office next door from mine. We see each other in the hall.
Amy put a post on Instagram and asked people that have been photographed by me, to post a picture of theirs that I took, or if I’ve never photographed them, a picture of mine they like, and tag it #happybdayhackworth. I was overwhelmed by all the nice things people said.
My next door neighbor, and also our Bishop, Nate Mackay. We have the best neighbors. We probably owe them about 25 pounds of butter and just as many eggs. Often, Nate and I chat in the driveway when we see each other get home from work. He always has a joke or two and some of them are funny.
Both my son and I are concerned about my double chin.
At dinner with Gheen and Beth Hillman.
Friends came over.
Well, that does it. 47 years old. 47 self portraits. It’s been a great day. I’ll probably do this again next year. Someone suggested I do it until I’m 90. Well, we’ll see. One year at a time.
Want to see the previous years?