OK, last month I was a slacker. I didn't take or submit any photos of myself. And the last few days I've been dragging my heels: broken camera, unmotivated, winter pale, low energy, wrinkles, a cold even. Sniffle sniffle. Poor pitiful me. But a new Mirror, Mirror participant sent in her photo (spontaneously!) and it motivated me to climb up over all of my objections, step into my Mexican bathroom and snap some shots with my brother's borrowed camera. I like the first one -- it's me hiding behind the camera. But I still see some of that mane of red hair that I like so much right now. And I like the cartoonish quality of the huge lens (and I can be a cartoon character that's for sure!) What is unsaid in this photo is the quality I have of persevering, my strong suit of stepping over my own "bad" self and going into motion. Although it's a wacky angle, in the bottom photo I'm looking at myself head on, and I kind of like what I see.
"Beauty means nothing if you're not loved. I was feeling really sad for myself this day. I wanted the reflection to be all broken up, but I couldn't achieve the exact effect I was going for. My mom says she hates this one because I look miserable, but isn't that what sad is?" -- Marsanne
"Whilst taking photos of a new jewelry item the camera wanted to focus on the reflection of the outdoors more than the item itself. The camera captured the old oak trees in the mirrored reflection on this clear Swavorski flat crystal heart. I have another where it captured the bird feeder. I like my new camera. It has a mind of its own." -- Lisa
“NYE 2009 photo – me with a red crystal nose, a la Jimmy Durante, reminds me of my goofy side. Something I think I should embrace a bit more. A New Year’s resolution for sure.” -- Lisa
OK, last month I was a slacker. I didn't take or submit any photos of myself. And the last few days I've been dragging my heels: broken camera, unmotivated, winter pale, low energy, wrinkles, a cold even. Sniffle sniffle. Poor pitiful me. But a new Mirror, Mirror participant sent in her photo (spontaneously!) and it motivated me to climb up over all of my objections, step into my Mexican bathroom and snap some shots with my brother's borrowed camera. I like the first one -- it's me hiding behind the camera. But I still see some of that mane of red hair that I like so much right now. And I like the cartoonish quality of the huge lens (and I can be a cartoon character that's for sure!) What is unsaid in this photo is the quality I have of persevering, my strong suit of stepping over my own "bad" self and going into motion. Although it's a wacky angle, in the bottom photo I'm looking at myself head on, and I kind of like what I see.
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