I am Immortalized in Tape

This is actually not true, since masking tape stops being good at its job at the first sign of humidity. Cardboard, too, will hold up in near perfect condition so long as it's kept in a dark, dry attic and never touched. Sigh. Love is fleeting. But my perfect likeness is most likely safe for the winter, or at least until its creator (and my brother) has his tape-on-cardboard show in Boston. I think it's in January.