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A Formation of Self

Before even touching the camera, I made a list of some of the photographs I would take: 

web  covered  with  water,  grimace  reflected  in  the  calculator  screen,  hand  holding  a  tiny round mirror where just my eye is visible, cat's striped underbelly as he jumps toward the lens, manhole covers, hand holding a translucent section of orange, pinkies partaking of a pinkie swear, midsection with jeans, hair held out sideways at arm's length, bottom of foot, soap on face. This, I think is akin to a formation of self. Perhaps I have had the revelations 

even if the photos are never • I already know the dual strains the biographers will talk about, strains  twisting  through  a  life.  The  combination  is  embodied  here:  I  write  joyfully,  in  the margin  of my  lab book, beside a  diagram  of a beaker, "Isolated  it today, Beautiful  wispy strands, spider webs suspended below the surface, delicate tendrils, cloudy white, lyrical, elegant DNA! This is DNA! So beautiful!" 

I should have been a Renaissance man. It kills me to choose a field (to choose between the sciences and the humanities!). My mind roams, I wide-eyed, into infinite caverns and loops. 

I should fly! Let me devour the air, dissolve everything into my bloodstream, learn!
The  elements  are  boundless,  but,  if  asked  to  isolate  them,  I  can  see  tangles  around medicine and writing. The trick will be to integrate them into a whole, and then maybe I can take the photograph. Aahh, is it already there, no? Can't you see it? I invoke the Daedalus in me, everything that has gone into making me, hoping it will be my liberation.