An advantage of self-portraiture is not caring what the end result looks like, not that I've ever really paid attention to results. About 10 years ago, I painted a self-portrait I was happy with, although I gave myself the jowls and throat of a bullfrog. My wife was none too pleased with it. Later that year, it was accepted in a show at a gallery downtown, which caused me to feel a little smug since my wife was so dismissive of it originally. It was a hollow victory, it turns out. At the opening of the show, a large number of people recognized me from my grotesque self-portrait.