A Faceless Portrait – My StoryI created this image as part of the Dogwood 52 photo challenge, for the week 7 theme “Portrait: Faceless” with a description of “Tell someone’s story without showing their face”.
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I love freckles in general, but there no freckles that I adore more than the ones on my little guy’s face. He is not covered with them, but has just the perfect smattering across his cute little nose.
When I saw the Freckles contest on Viewbug, I had to enter. I immediately took Mister Robby out to the front yard and told him to sit on the sidewalk. The beautifully engaging smile? That was all him, and it makes the image don’t you think?
Did I mention that I am a Viewbug member? I love this site for inspiration – if you’re interested in photography check it out!!
I released a relaxed exhale as we left the cruise ship and began our walk down the path to the beach, enjoying the happy laughter of our kids as they raced ahead, cool breeze flowing through my hair when…”excuse me, will you take our picture?”. I awkwardly accepted the offered point and shoot and even more awkwardly try to figure out how it works as my dear husband says “you picked the right person, she’s a PHOTOGRAPHER“.
I wanted to slap him.
I don’t know why I am so uncomfortable with the title being blurted out like that. Is it because I perceive that other people will assume I should know how to work ALL cameras as I stupidly fumble with theirs? Is it because I know in this moment, this light, this location they will get nothing more than a snapshot (some photographer, they will think when they review the photo) or is it in fear of the dreaded “me too!” As every Tom, Dick and Sally is now a “professional photographer”? Or horror – if they really ARE a photographer, are they secretly judging me by the quality of their requested snapshot?
At that moment, it was a little of all of the above I think.
Am I a snob? Maybe. Sometimes. But paradoxically I am also supremely insecure about my own abilities and wonder what my place is in the photography world. Permanently ensnared between confidence and insecurity, flowing one way or the other with the wind – I’ve heard enough stories to know that I am not the only photographer/artist to feel this way.
So the next time I’m on vacation and I am the one that stops an unsuspecting passerby with “excuse me, will you take a picture of us?”, and she looks at me awkwardly as her husband pipes up “you asked the right person, she’s a PHOTOGRAPHER!’, I will smile warmly and say “me too”.
A small tree in my backyard held a little surprise. A nest with three eggs. I told myself I’d photograph the progress frequently….then I got distracted (squirrel!).
By the time I took my camera outside, one baby had hatched and grown up!!
Mama bird was NOT very happy that I was looking in her nest…
The next time I went to check, mama bird had kicked the baby out of the nest!!! All that was left was the two eggs that never hatched.
The End.
ps – if you have a little time to waste and want to watch something cool, check out this video of a robin hatching from its egg.
