This post could probably be filed under "Too much information", but hell, it's my blog and I can talk about whatever I want to.
Back to the photography thing (don't worry, Phuntography hasn't disappeared yet - there are several more installments coming at'cha!). Taking pictures of landscapes, buildings, cars, fountains, blah blah blah - not so bad. I mean, there's time to set up for the shot, take it, and if it doesn't turn out you just re-take it. Then you can change some settings and take it another way. Pretty straight-forward yeah?
I've been challenging myself with people pictures lately. You can see one of my attempts here. I love people pictures because there's only so much aperture setting, shutter speed changing, and ISO futzing you can do .... the rest is what happens when you reach the summit of Mount Dumb-Shit Luck. So, you know, it's a slow process but I'm learning.
But as fate would have it, some of my favorite photographs of all time are pictures of the human body. Not trampy, glossy, magazine photo shoot type of pictures - but the organic, natural light, curves and patterns pictures of the body. And I figure that since the human body makes the most perfect, beautiful subject for portraits why shouldn't I try my hand at it? And seeing as how potential models for this kind of photo shoot aren't lining up at my door - and to be fair, I'm not extending that invitation, so let's be clear - tonight I took the plunge and decided to photograph myself. Why *else* did I buy a tripod?!
I'm reasonably pleased with how my first photo shoot went. But now the whole dilemma of posting the pictures starts to hum in my ears. Because the photos *are* actually very artistic and quite beautiful, something I would be happy to post online if god, my mom, and all my friends weren't regularly checking my photoblog and my flickr account. It had occurred to me to open a new flickr account under an anonymous name so I could post them. Cuz, I'm a photographer! And I shouldn't have to apologize for my photography god damnit. But then again... why? I should be happy with my first attempts and not have to post them just to prove something to myself, right?
Anywho, I have a lot of work to do before my portrait picture portfolio reaches a calliber I'm content with. In the meantime my mother can breathe easy knowing tasteful, artistic photos of her mostly nude daughter will *not* be popping up in any way, shape or form online. To sound like Carrie Bradshaw for a minute... I have to wonder. Do all photographers have this conversation with themselves at some point?
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Ummm. Scarily enough if you go look at my photoblog you'll see that I spent most of my night with a tripod mounted camera pointed at me too.
I think we need lives. Do they sell those at Amazon.com?
Yep, we've all had that conversation in our heads. But the way I see it, why pay for models when a good mirror is free and handy!
You can always summon me...
Your Super Furry Animals lyric of the day:
Icy waters flow between us
In shelf life shock in the morning
I see rivers split to deltas
And trickle into the ocean
With my bow and my arrow
I will aim towards my atlas
And where I hit I'll go
And in my chosen location
I will croon a sorry sermon
And tune my bass to D.E.A.D.
Ooooh
Live volcanoes turn to craters
When their egos turn into spacedust
Teleport me from this vacuum
I've some contraband information
With my bow and my arrow
I will aim towards my atlas
And where I hit I'll go
And in my chosen location
I will croon a sorry sermon
And tune my bass to D.E.A.D.
Ooooh
La la la la la la
Just get out of my space! (X8)
With my bow and my arrow
I will aim towards my atlas
And where I hit I'll go
And in my given location
I will croon a sorry sermon
And tune my bass to L.U.V.?
Ooooh
Love, peace & harmony,
Jason