How do you want to be seen?

On the politics of the author photo, Part II

Yesterday Beowulf forwarded along the dreaded link. It contained 250 or so photographs of me taken mostly in his studio in the East Village last week, with me in bare feet always just out of frame. In some of them I’m wearing a blazer. In some, I’m wearing a soft sweater. In a few I’m wearing a dress. I put makeup on, an unusual move for me. I got a hai…