Here is the other self-portait that wouldn’t upload yesterday for some reason.
I have a question for all of you. I don’t know if it’s because I’m narccisistic or what, but the idea of self-portraits and the juxtaposition of the self ( that internal sense of self that is connected or disconnected, shaped or unmade by our environment) with our environments is a point of obsession for me. Not just the self but my self. For this reason–and I know this is a shallow example–I find shows like What Not To Wear very interesting because there is often such a disconnect or disparity between the way people see themselves and the way they are seen and I know you may be thinking, “But that show is just about physical appearance. Surely we are more than that!” and, of course, we are, but I think the way we present ourselves visually is a little window into how we see ourselves and our awareness or lack thereof of how we are seen. I am passing no judgement here. I often mourn the loss of how people on those shows have their mental image of themselves ripped away and shrunken to what is attractive or unattractive. Maybe they look goofy or could look “better” but maybe it doesn’t matter if they’re content and comfortable in the self they put on with their clothing….Just sayin’. But my question is: do you have any ideas for a photo project that would juxtapose the internal self, the mental image with the surroundings we find ourselves in?
I think it would be really neat to do nudes (not sexualized) in the midst of domestic chaos, for example…..but I probably couldn’t put that up on here.
Let me know what you think or if you have ideas. Or, if you’re in my area (Vancouver BC) maybe we could collaborate!
I love photography but I really have no idea what I’m doing …and I kind of like it that way. Photography for me is a source of constant discovery and experimentation. Unlike writing, there is no real inner critic when I take pictures. I can enjoy the thrill of taking pictures without the pressure to produce anything which is why it is one of my favorite stress relievers. These photos are a result of condensation getting caught between my lens and the macro filter. I kind of wish I had left it there longer. These were taken on my balcony.
These slightly menacing little creatures are the result of playing with clay and paint with my ten-year-old daughter. They’re quite small but I really liked the way they turned out and would like to do more but on a larger scale but first I need to find some place that I can fire them at. I hope they capture your interest as much as they did mine.
I took these a little while ago. There is something about train art that draws me so strongly. Is it my complete lack of context, as though the messages were from an entirely different time or culture peaking my curiosity and firing the imagination?
The trains like reluctant mailcarriers taking these strange letters thousands of kilometers for passers-by to puzzle over, And the inscrutability of these messages makes me feel voyeristic as though i had snuck into someones house and was furtively reading their personal correspondence with an old lover or friend.
I love the idea of self-portraits so I’ve started learning through trial and lots of error how to do this with my Cannon. I’ve especially had a lot of fun playing with the shutter speed.