I never really took a lot of notice of, or, passed judgement, I guess, on other people having pictures of themselves around their home. Everyone has their reasons, you know.
They're not really hurting anything, so, I don't know, I just kind of disregard it as nothing more than humans being themselves, having fun, catering to whatever needs the pictures satisfy. It's easy to oversimplify, dismiss things like this as some sort of vain or insecure thing, or some sense of materialism you might not relate to. Something else negative or positive, depending on how your own self biases influence your judgement. Generalizations get messy when you zero in on individuals, and their motivations. Sure, there are common drives, pattern, motivations, etc. But they're typically arranged in such a variety of multidimensional ways.. well, who am I to draw conclusions from one characteristic of how they choose to keep their personal space?
I've never had any like, pictures of myself I hung up in my own places. The only photos I ever kept were from childhood, growing up with my brother [he died back in '03, & my dad in '94]. I don't have them all out, but, I have them since they exist, and if something happened to them, well, such is life.. I let them go as all things are transient. I hardly even really look at them, but, I do have to admit, like, seeing those and my 3 home movies, like shadows of memories of voices I won't ever hear again, you know, those things are bittersweet, and the love I feel for the time I had with them outweighs the pain, infinitely. Those images of myself within those settings are just, yeah, they're me, I dunno, don't really care. I'm still here, I'm still going to be here.
There are a couple hanging around in my mom's house, and my past truly feels like lifetimes ago. Echoes of dreams of someone else's past, it's, odd. Not bad. Just surreal. So much of life has a surrealistic quality for me, at times. Can't complain; makes things interesting.
Only other thing of myself I would hang if I had, were a few like, publicity photos from plays/musicals I was in. Scenes, etc. They weren't like, just myself, it was more like a whole big picture thing, and something I cherished, etc. Again, nothing I really felt like I required, but, yeah, if I had copies, I'd likely have some cool ones up for, I dunno, posterity. Motivation to keep going, not look back. The things we carry should help us to keep going.
I, uh, might have a lot of pictures of my cat.
..but they're all in my phone.