Here you see the Kick-Ass Superhero, The Crimson Warbler, striking fear in the heart of the brain-eating zombifying supervillain: Dastardly Depression. Of course she is in her street clothes, so you may not recognize her. (That can't be the Crimson Warbler, she's wearing glasses!)
I started this morning by taking a series of self-portraits. Why? because I am playing with my new camera, because I don't typically enjoy taking pictures of people and I particularly do not enjoy having my own picture taken. So I thought I would challenge myself.
In the first pictures I look very stiff and posed. My arms stand out from my sides and my hands are desperately looking for somewhere to be. It is how I typically look in pictures where I am told to stand next to someone and smile.
Then I relaxed and applied a photographer's eye to the portraits. Eventually I came up with some that I actually liked. However, I must say that I am not a good model. I need a lot more practice. I have no idea where my hands should be, for instance. This led to a ridiculous photo set containing the image to the left.
I also went on a walk, met with friends, showed my photographs to people and posted them to my tumblr site. Go me. I figure learning to take pictures of me that I like can only be a good thing self-esteem wise. And then maybe I can learn to stop looking like a busty scarecrow in other people's pictures.
Quaker, teacher, parent,