Love the concept, hate the execution.
Finally printed the negative sheets from my texas trip. Some good, some.. disappointing: all the self-portraits, of course. My face: so stiff, distant, blank; my damn mouth pursed; shoulders hunched, odd angle, body all hips and three-days-worn jeans.. The only one I like is where you can't see most of me.
I don't know. I'm going to print them anyway. I'll wring beauty out of them, damnit.
Many of the landscape shots are lovely, but so.. bleak and lonely. No, it was just a mood. Bleak, but silent and calm as well. Not heartless - not even the dead sheep (a'la Misrach).
I'm worried that I'm so.. that I'm reacting so negatively to my self-portraits.. It's like the biblical saying that evangelicals like to repeat: "Hate the sin, love the sinner"? Well, for me it seems to be "Love the concept, hate the execution."
Don't really feel like journaling right now. Will come back to this.
I don't know. I'm going to print them anyway. I'll wring beauty out of them, damnit.
Many of the landscape shots are lovely, but so.. bleak and lonely. No, it was just a mood. Bleak, but silent and calm as well. Not heartless - not even the dead sheep (a'la Misrach).
I'm worried that I'm so.. that I'm reacting so negatively to my self-portraits.. It's like the biblical saying that evangelicals like to repeat: "Hate the sin, love the sinner"? Well, for me it seems to be "Love the concept, hate the execution."
Don't really feel like journaling right now. Will come back to this.