First there was the cropped detail, a bit of thigh, then there is the long shot of the bare feet, and the distance between the two is missing. I experiment with flesh and inside light at night, no flash and photographing parts of my own body, because no one else will pose for me. This also used to be my problem as an artist. So I looked into a mirror and painted a woman, who, once painted, was no longer me. Self-portrait after self- portrait. Experimenting with learning to drawing, then pen and ink, then water color. I'm now trying to see what my digital camera and the computer can do without photoshopping the photos. And the self portrait is not possible with a camera. I hold the camera to my eye. I don't have to, but a lifetime of holding a 35mm camera to my eye, keeps me from using a camera any other way. If I had a tripod and knew how to set the timer I could take the photos. Maybe someday I will become a visual artist again studying the minutia of my tiny world.
6 comments:
Lay lady lay Lay across my big brass bed.
You have a brass bed too?
you should go around asking people if you can take pictures of their feet..
This an idea YDG but my neighbors think I'm weird as it is. I'm sure they'd just think I was a foot fetishist. I've heard it's not very common in women. But what is the fetish we women have for shoes but a foot fetish?
Cool image, Utah! Provocative, mysterious, wonderful angles and unusual lighting...very good shot!
Your feet are beautiful. Oh, and you have a way with words. ;)
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