Self

I have a face, but a face is not what I am. Behind it lies a mind, which you do not see but which looks out on you. The face, which you see but I do not, is a medium I own to express something of what I am. Or so it seems till I turn to the mirror. Then, my face may seem to own me; to confront me as a condition to which I am bound.
— Julian Bell, Five Hundred Self-Portraits, 2000