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 someone else hit the shutter for me.
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 someone else hit the shutter for me.
January 4, 2008
This evening I amused myself by applying a blueberry mud mask, and since he was sitting right there I slathered it on Trav, too. For the record, it's really hard to tell where his face ends and his head begins! :D
He is such a great sport. I felt like I was making a snowman. We were laughing so hard I kept slopping globs of mud all over our shirts. We managed to stop busting our spleens long enough for me to try to take this shot, but it's all kinds of Fail. For one thing, the focus is completely wrong, and secondly a friend of mine said that we looked anything BUT happy. My goal was to make it look like we were watching a movie like nothing was amiss, but we apparently just look bored.
Oh, well. We have smooth, healthy faces now, smelling like blueberries and Irish mud.
This evening I amused myself by applying a blueberry mud mask, and since he was sitting right there I slathered it on Trav, too. For the record, it's really hard to tell where his face ends and his head begins! :D
He is such a great sport. I felt like I was making a snowman. We were laughing so hard I kept slopping globs of mud all over our shirts. We managed to stop busting our spleens long enough for me to try to take this shot, but it's all kinds of Fail. For one thing, the focus is completely wrong, and secondly a friend of mine said that we looked anything BUT happy. My goal was to make it look like we were watching a movie like nothing was amiss, but we apparently just look bored.
Oh, well. We have smooth, healthy faces now, smelling like blueberries and Irish mud.
January 4, 2008
This evening I amused myself by applying a blueberry mud mask, and since he was sitting right there I slathered it on Trav, too. For the record, it's really hard to tell where his face ends and his head begins! :D
He is such a great sport. I felt like I was making a snowman. We were laughing so hard I kept slopping globs of mud all over our shirts. We managed to stop busting our spleens long enough for me to try to take this shot, but it's all kinds of Fail. For one thing, the focus is completely wrong, and secondly a friend of mine said that we looked anything BUT happy. My goal was to make it look like we were watching a movie like nothing was amiss, but we apparently just look bored.
Oh, well. We have smooth, healthy faces now, smelling like blueberries and Irish mud.
This evening I amused myself by applying a blueberry mud mask, and since he was sitting right there I slathered it on Trav, too. For the record, it's really hard to tell where his face ends and his head begins! :D
He is such a great sport. I felt like I was making a snowman. We were laughing so hard I kept slopping globs of mud all over our shirts. We managed to stop busting our spleens long enough for me to try to take this shot, but it's all kinds of Fail. For one thing, the focus is completely wrong, and secondly a friend of mine said that we looked anything BUT happy. My goal was to make it look like we were watching a movie like nothing was amiss, but we apparently just look bored.
Oh, well. We have smooth, healthy faces now, smelling like blueberries and Irish mud.
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