For whatever reason, this is, out of years of work, one of my favorite self-potraits.
I was actually in a great deal of physical pain from a scary illness when I took these (Mark doesn't like them, because he can see it in my face, poor dear), and it is a million times cooler and more vibrant printed. But something about a more formal portrait, with objects which are symbolic and dear to me (and which my nonna would have appreciated), and a less-publicly-shown but very common intense introspection appeals.
Plus, the colors are bright and shiny. Shiny.