Portrait of self

While I was working at the Kalmar theatre today, being one of three audience-hosts, I got a bit restless. Most of the time during the performing we are outside the auditorium waiting and being at hand, ready for any kind of disaster, or nothing at all. I went to the top of the stairs and opened one of the escape doors to get some fresh air and a bit of sun before the play finishes. When I turned around I found myself backlit by the sun, framed by the exit. I thought I looked quite handsome and attractive so I quickly made a portrait of me.
Male, 69, pensioner, unvoluntarily single, musician and/or teacher when asked. Living on Öland, renting a fantastic house I want to call home, humorous, socialist, humanist, friendly, rich inner/outer life... there must be more important things to say but it'll do for a Sunday in blip.