If I were doing that, I'd probably have a picture a week of my hand flipping a bird.
That would be Sundays.
Not taking pictures of my feet because I don't like them enough to splatter the web with them. However I'm still struck with the asymmetry of my jaw and the size of my breasts and....well, you know how that list can go on.
I pulled out the tripod and one of the standing lights and had a go at...well, it's a picture of me. I wouldn't go as far as calling it a portrait, but it's something.
sara, you know what will help you realize you are as awesome as we know you are? house. ijs.
msbelle and scrappy are my own PIA. When my conscience isn't doing the job.
ION, scrappy's house, people? Is so freaking awesome. Just so you know.
Good for you, brenda!
Work doesn't make me feel stupid so much as it does incompetent, and lazy. But the lazy is kind of a recurrent theme in my life. Oh well. At least I'm learning how to make my lazy work for me.
ita, I love your 365 project. If I had to do a self-portrait a day, I'd grow tired of my subject matter in about a week. I love that you can look at yourself in such an objective and aesthetic way.
Thanks, Burrell. I'm trying to look at the camera and myself as tools and forget things like my self image. Not always easy.
That photo you posted today was beautiful, utterly beautiful.
I've been thinking, I need to get some prints of the photos you took of me way back when. I'm a dork.
FTR, my throat is killing me.
Is mink oil really what it says it is? Am I really slathering dead weasel grease on my boots?