About 4 years ago I was with my sister at the downtown farmer's market. There was a young man there doing sketch portraits for what I know was minimal cash- I had a few bucks extra, so let him draw me. Imagine my surprise when I saw the finished drawing- he had done an almost perfect profile of my (deceased since 1988) brother. It's a bit disquieting to see someone else reflected in your own face, as seen through a stranger's eyes.
I did a scan of it and promptly forgot I even had it. Then just this weekend I was going through some old backup cds I'd found in a box, and I rediscovered the scanned portrait. I was freaked out all over again.
I'm posting the portrait here not for myself, but for my brother. He passed away on my birthday in 1988. He was forty years old.