Challenge accepted. And it is a challenge. But why is it such a challenge for some of us to accept pictures of ourselves, while others make a hobby of shooting selfies everyday?
Is it a generation thing? Did I miss that class on How To Like Pictures of Yourself, or How to Pose so that You Look Ok in Pictures?
Seriously missed those lessons.
Anyway- I had a lightbulb moment and thought that I would be really clever and arty-farty.
The other day I was having so much fun playing with the Brownie Camera:
I reckon I was born nostalgic, (for nothing and everything in particular) so a picture of myself, through the vintage brownie cam, would be a pretty good representation of myself.
So here I am, Happily trapped in whimsical nostalgia.
Technically, it is not a self portrait. But I was the artistic director (sort of) in terms of: Dear Husband, I'm sure you have no better things to do than to take pictures of your wife through an old camera.
The other great thing about this is that you can't see the details too well, and neither can I.
So that is also a good representation of myself.
From my own image.
The kids told me they could see me when I was taking their pictures with the Brownie, but I didn't think it was this clear!
There's my man!
And here are some more pics from the Brownie cam:
My favourite shot of my little lady wearing my favourite outfit of hers.
All posed nicely, gazing into the distance happily.
On a Saturday afternoon.
This reminds me of Alice in Wonderland.
And throwing this one in there too, because I love it.
So there is my self portrait and then some.