I Me Mine

A new edit of an old self-portrait from November 27th, 2007.

Trying to add an image of me for Ipernity.

My sister's ex-husband took this picture of me in Leo French Park, located in Fairfield, Illinois, and I ended up using it for the dust jacket of one of my books.

A studio portrait of me when I was a baby.

This was my Dad, Kenneth Harrelson, trying to teach me to play the guitar. I must have learned because I'm a professional musician to this day. He's using his Danelectro guitar.

This was taken in December of 1961. I was only 10 months old and already I could ride a horse and use the horse's built-in Chinese abacus. And not only that, I knew to hang on to my hat so the bucking bronc wouldn't knock it off while galloping around. Amazing!

A picture of me when I was real young, standing next to my Dad's 1956 Buick. My Mom most likely took this picture. My screen name here and several other places on the internet has always been "HaarFager." The original HaarFager was named Harald HaarFager and was a Viking King, who in the year 872 united all of Norway into a country. He was known for his haar fager, (fair hair) and is a direct descendant of mine. As you can see, when I was young, I had fair hair as well.

At White Sands, New Mexico in 1964, with my Mom's Aunt Loreas and Uncle Vernon and my Dad holding my sister and me leaning against Uncle Vernon's 1963 Chevrolet This was a trip my family took out West, from Southern Illinois, to see Mom's Aunt Loreas and her husband Vernon in the Summer of 1964. I was only three years old but I remember Uncle Vernon's car. The reason I remember it so well was that I got to ride in the front seat, (remember when three people could actually fit comfortably in the front seat?), because it was over the "hump," and was good enough for a kid. The adults all got to sit by doors where there weren't any humps. Vernon had one of those "add-on" air-conditioner units that fit under the dash just above the hump and I got to enjoy the cool air the best of anybody. This particular trip was a visit to the White Sands military base that was fairly close to where Loreas and Vernon lived in Las Cruces, New Mexico. Aunt Loreas, really my Great Aunt Loreas, was my Mother's Mom's sister and she collected salt and pepper shakers. Her house was literally full of display cases full of them. Great Uncle Vernon had been a chuckwagon cook in his younger days on cattle drives and liked to go down to the dog-racing tracks in Mexico and bet on the races. My family, the time just after my brother Matthew was born, was again visiting with Loreas and Vernon the day Elvis died in 1977. My Mom's not in the picture, because as usual, she was the family photographer and hated getting her picture taken anyway.

Here's my sister Karla and me on December 25th, 1965. The picture was taken in the apartment we lived at for a short while when we moved to Safford, Arizona. I'm holding what is most likely my second guitar, the first one was one of those wind-up kind that played "Pop Goes The Weasel." I guess, even at 4, I was always destined to be a musician - look how I'm even holding it properly!

This was me when I was four years old, playing the guitar I had gotten for Christmas that day. Looks like it was destined for me to grow up to be a musician.

Dad, my sister and I, the day after Christmas. Looks like this picture was taken at our new house on 15th Street in Safford, Arizona. I found another picture from this date and it was taken in front of the house in question, so I'm pretty sure that's where it was. This one was most likely taken by my Mother, as she was the family photographer back then. Notice my sister in her white "go-go" boots. They look more like rain galoshes, but hey, they were white and looked like go-go boots that were popular at the time, so she was happy.

This is my sister Karla and I on the lot of Old Tucson, Arizona. A place used for filming many Western movies and television series. The day we were here, back on February 8th, 1970, they were shooting the television Western series "High Chaparral" there.

I was 15 years old, it was 1976, and this was from the first roll of film I ever shot in my very first camera - a Kodak 35 RF. And by the sixth frame of that 36 exposure roll, I'm already taking selfies! It took the eighth frame to get one to turn out, though. It's a little out of focus, because arm's length was closer than it could focus. But, I was actually just testing to see how close the camera would focus. Yeah, that's the ticket. Camera: Kodak 35 RF rangefinder (made in 1948) Lens: Kodak Anastar 50mm, f/3.5 Film: Kodak Kodacolor, 100 ASA 35mm Exposure mode: Manual (of course!) Date: June 1976 Location: Norris City, Illinois, U.S.A. Kodak 35RF KSF5035 08if

This was one of the few portraits my family ever had with just the five of us together, because my little brother came along so much later than my sister and I. This one frame I shot in Easter - March 26th, 1978.

Here's a self portrait of me I took the night before my high school had a "'50s Day," where you dressed like people did in the 1950s. I also put hubcaps from the 1950s on my 1969 Oldsmobile LS and used a trick my Dad used to do to get his cars to ride low in the back - I put some bricks in the trunk. Camera: Minolta XD11 Lens: Minolta MD Rokkor-X 50mm, f/1.2 Film: Kodak Kodacolor 100 ASA Shooting Program: Aperture Priority Date: December 1978 Location: Norris City, Illinois, U.S.A. Minolta KSF 5035 Christmas 1978 11gf

A self-portrait I took of myself for a college assignment back in 1979. I'm reaching for an apple.

A self-portrait I took about 1981. I was showing off my new guitar which I had just purchased. It was probably a lawsuit model that was so good, Gibson sued the companies that were making knock-offs of their Les Paul guitars. In the official chronology of my musical instruments, this would have been my fifth guitar. I had a toy one, a little 4-string model, a student-sized Kay acoustic and then an inexpensive electric guitar given to me by the husband of a friend of my Mother's.

This was a picture of me when I lived in Florida. I had my camera on a tripod and took it near Jacksonville Beach. It's an extreme crop of a picture that originally included two of my buddies standing next to me. I was looking in their direction.