365 self portraits. Can I actually do it? Inspired by many others, I decided to give my creativity a kick in the pants with a Daily Photo project. With life happening too fast, quite often I lose the spark that drives me to pick up the camera. Hopefully I can maintain not only this project, but the ability to develop more as a photographer. Ideally, the majority of these will be self-portraits to help me get over my image complex and to document the most important, memorable moments of each day.
My rules:
1. At least part of myself in each shot. Every 24 hours.
2. EXIF data pulls rank. I travel and can't always upload on a timely matter, but the timestamp is as the timestamp does...
3. Try to document the dominant activity/event of the day. This is a journal-type project for me, too.
4. Having help is OK. While I always set up the shot myself, occasionally the location requires having my husband or a friend hit the shutter for me, or just stand there so my camera isn't sitting in the middle of the street unprotected.
My rules:
1. At least part of myself in each shot. Every 24 hours.
2. EXIF data pulls rank. I travel and can't always upload on a timely matter, but the timestamp is as the timestamp does...
3. Try to document the dominant activity/event of the day. This is a journal-type project for me, too.
4. Having help is OK. While I always set up the shot myself, occasionally the location requires having my husband or a friend hit the shutter for me, or just stand there so my camera isn't sitting in the middle of the street unprotected.
April 24, 2008
I am what I eat. Salads are a huge (literally) part of my life and no one really seems to believe just how much lettuce I consume on a daily basis!
I'm surprised the grape tomato made it onto the top of this salad. The whole thing was gone not ten minutes after I took this shot.
Tangent: I have names that I give people in my building at work, people I don't actually know but see on a semi-regular basis. These are all in my head, of course: Lets Call Her Amy, Ducati Boy, herr Stamper, to name a few. These are things I've dubbed them due to any number of characteristics I observe about their behavior or appearance. But I always wonder what people are thinking about me, since I am very quiet unless I know you.
Sludge Girl?
Salad Freak?
Pony?
I am what I eat. Salads are a huge (literally) part of my life and no one really seems to believe just how much lettuce I consume on a daily basis!
I'm surprised the grape tomato made it onto the top of this salad. The whole thing was gone not ten minutes after I took this shot.
Tangent: I have names that I give people in my building at work, people I don't actually know but see on a semi-regular basis. These are all in my head, of course: Lets Call Her Amy, Ducati Boy, herr Stamper, to name a few. These are things I've dubbed them due to any number of characteristics I observe about their behavior or appearance. But I always wonder what people are thinking about me, since I am very quiet unless I know you.
Sludge Girl?
Salad Freak?
Pony?
April 24, 2008
I am what I eat. Salads are a huge (literally) part of my life and no one really seems to believe just how much lettuce I consume on a daily basis!
I'm surprised the grape tomato made it onto the top of this salad. The whole thing was gone not ten minutes after I took this shot.
Tangent: I have names that I give people in my building at work, people I don't actually know but see on a semi-regular basis. These are all in my head, of course: Lets Call Her Amy, Ducati Boy, herr Stamper, to name a few. These are things I've dubbed them due to any number of characteristics I observe about their behavior or appearance. But I always wonder what people are thinking about me, since I am very quiet unless I know you.
Sludge Girl?
Salad Freak?
Pony?
I am what I eat. Salads are a huge (literally) part of my life and no one really seems to believe just how much lettuce I consume on a daily basis!
I'm surprised the grape tomato made it onto the top of this salad. The whole thing was gone not ten minutes after I took this shot.
Tangent: I have names that I give people in my building at work, people I don't actually know but see on a semi-regular basis. These are all in my head, of course: Lets Call Her Amy, Ducati Boy, herr Stamper, to name a few. These are things I've dubbed them due to any number of characteristics I observe about their behavior or appearance. But I always wonder what people are thinking about me, since I am very quiet unless I know you.
Sludge Girl?
Salad Freak?
Pony?
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