In 1999 I took a self portrait that began just before the stroke of midnight and ended just after it -- the last second of 1999 and the first second of 2000. I'd spent my whole teenage years wondering what it would be like to party like it was 1999 (I was dressed as William the Conqueror at a costume party, that's how we did it) -- anyway. I've done that every year since. This is my 17th in a series of self portraits that span two years.
We had plans to go out but our cat, Hennepin, wasn't feeling well and we didn't want to leave her. So we just hung out with her in the bedroom, watched a movie on the iPad & went to bed. It was a pretty nice New Years.
accomplished