Surrealism in photography (I'm not even sure I'm on the right track to the correct term, but this about sums it up). I'm hooked. I love it. And yesterday, I took my first shot (haha, see what I did there?). I have been thinking for a long time now about how I wish I could make images as crazy and beautiful as the ones I see on the inter-webs (side note - why would anyone use the word "internet" when they could say "inter-webs"? so hilarious and not at all grammatically correct. Anyway...). Yesterday I decided it was time I try. So I busted out my tripod and played around. (might I add I had to shut my bedroom door for the right lighting and turn off my fan so my hair wasn't too cray-cray, and I just about melted in the process).
I wish I could say I planned it. I didn't. I kind of worked backwards. Truth be told, the original image came from a negative mood that later seemed to turn into something kind of uplifting (to me, anyway). I won't give it any more of a description than that unless someone asks. I wouldn't want anyone to influence what I felt while looking at a photo, so I will stray from doing the same.
I think I'll do many more self-portraits like this. I'm also going to get a library card and read ALL THE BOOKS on surrealism.
I think I'll do many more self-portraits like this. I'm also going to get a library card and read ALL THE BOOKS on surrealism.
Happy Thursday! AND HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY BEAUTIFUL BEST FRIEND SARAH FAIRMAN!
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