Of course, my desire to shoot privately is sometimes difficult, and during those times I have to suck it up and tell myself that it doesn't matter that other people see me in front of my camera. Today while I was taking a self-portrait, I noticed a woman and her fluffy dog staring at me intently. I turned off my camera, and approached her because she was standing in a spot very close to the next photograph I wanted to capture. Well, it turned out that I had nothing to be self-conscious about because this woman was so fascinated by what I was doing, and she wanted to know all about it.
Her name was Diane. We talked and talked about photography, and she told me that she loved black and white photographs. I asked if I could take her photo--I loved what her face looked like, and I felt like we had created enough of a bond that she would accept. Diane was so appreciative that I saw her beauty, and she kept insisting that "she didn't take good photographs," but I totally disagreed, and I told her so. She got all misty eyed, and so did I because I realized that I was able to make her feel beautiful when she usually doesn't.
Here is a photograph of Diane in black and white:
A few minutes later, Diane's neighbor, Brenda, strolled up in her wheelchair. Diane really wanted me to take a photograph of her, but Brenda was hesitant because of her cigarette smoke--she said she loved Diane and she didn't want to bother us with her smoke. However, after enough insisting from Diane, Brenda said, "ok, take a picture of me," and I captured these two:
Shortly afterwards, we all went our separate ways, and it was one of those partings where everyone just met (or at least I just met Brenda and Diane), but I felt like I was saying goodbye to old friends.
Here are some of the self-portraits I was trying to keep private:
Extra, Extra Long Legs
And here are a couple of bathroom selfies:
Sixteen children and their bedrooms: Photographer James Mollison took photographs of sixteen different children from around the world along with photographing their bedrooms, their spaces. It's so fascinating how much some of the children resemble their rooms--the shape of their faces, their clothing, their expressions. When I was in middle school, I had a writing assignment where I had to describe someone by illustrating what their room looked like. Mollison's photography project reminds me of my middle school writing assignment.
Go check out Mollison's photos! They are very interesting.
Thanks for keepin' up, everyone!