As some of you may remember back in May I was attacked in a parking lot by a man who attempted to mug me the night before my birthday. That said, on my birthday I photographed my first self portrait for the year. This served to remember what I had gone through but more importantly it was a reminder that I had survived. The image was a dyph-tych of my face and my back. I can recall looking at it for the first time because it was extremely difficult since I could see the imprint of my attackers grip on my shoulder as well as the scratches he left me as he tried to keep me from running away. For a while I hated looking at myself because I thought the bruises he left me would never go away and I knew that I didn't want his life woven into the fabric of mine. This image is not honoring the attack it is honoring my recovery. This image is shedding on light on my ability to grow and heal from my wounds under any circumstance. This year has been challenging to say the least but it has also helped me begin to love and understand myself more profoundly.