Self-Portrait

It is so cold here in sunny ol' Melbourne that I have been in the habit lately of donning this pink beret. It's practical for sure but I feel a lot like Rembrandt in one of his self-portraits, (there's one in particular that my Grandparents had a copy of that terrified me as a child and my cousins and I would always take it off the wall before sleep) or else I feel a lot like that Che revolutionary dude. Whilst being aware that berets are currently trendy and not giving a toss, I still can't shake that artiste/revolutionary wanker association. And when I'm out in public I almost want to apologise or tape an explanatory note to myself.