You Can't Hide From Yourself?

Self-esteem, selfies, selfishness, self-belief - the self may be inescapable but so to are the selves of others as we encounter them on a daily basis - some we may even call 'friends' on Facebook, despite knowing next to nothing about them and so it seems to me the explosion of The Self via the social network is inevitable since online is our chance (at last!) to be 'stars' for 15 seconds or the time it takes your 'friend' to scroll past but it is better than nothing and nothing is what we had before the internet, only meat space friends, those smelly, fleshy, physical manifestations of human beings sat opposite in the bar, perhaps, or even on your sofa at home where, perhaps, should you feel emboldened, you may produce examples of your art on paper or canvas for them to see and squirm over (should they be appalled) as they try to think of a diplomatic response and so today's relative anonymity affords the artist the opportunity not only to manufacture themselves as they would like to be seen but, should they wish, remain totally invisible, perhaps in protest against the idea of The Self, preferring, as they like to think, to let their work speak for them or at least represent something of themselves and that may be better than a parade of selfies (photos) or not, depending on your opinion of privacy, vanity etc. Either way, The Self (mine and yours) is here to stay and as Teddy Pendergrass says in this Philly classic, one of the best soul records ever made, you can't hide from it...