it started out with the challenge to take self portraits on the beyond layers course with kim klassen.
the hold-the-camera out in front of ourselves
for the past few years
and have loved having the pics to look back at.
so i thought this would not only be fun,
but a great project to do for a year.
i called my sister, marilyn, and we decided that
we'd each do it individually for 365 days.
it was a big commitment for each of us but it felt right.
we're 57 yrs old and looking for what we're calling 'fulfillment over fifty' and this seemed like a great starting point. who are we, at 57?
day 1 was a good time - we both liked it alot. we sent images back and forth through the beauty of cell phones. fun stuff :)
day 2 was still ok -
the project seemed do-able, the pics were still fun...
i created a new blog to keep track of it all.
and i was looking forward to day 3...
day 3 was a horror story.
we both started to realize we have gotten older.
good grief, we may even have gotten freaking old.
and that f-word is the cleaned-up freaking (again, cleaned-up...) version.
no amount of blurriness, or over-exposure was going to hide the fact, from myself anyway...
day 3 hurt.
neither one of us was ready to give up the project but i can say that body parts other than my freaking (yes, again...) face were going to be center stage all year long.
day 4, i was wiser.
feet do not look old,
when they are covered with shoes...
and i actually love this picture.
day 5 was Friday.
Friday the 13th. i had concerns.
my self-esteem was shaky. i didn't want to feel like i looked old anymore.
on the other hand, i can't take pictures of my feet all year. and i really wanted the year to be a learning experience, showing me to myself, finding out who i have grown into.
i had taken more than 100 pictures of myself this week.
some i liked, some i hated but i did learn stuff.
i learned like to walk. and i need to get a haircut.
and i can hide the belly fat at this time of year.
all good things to know...
so i went for another walk at the river to find a good picture for how i was feeling...
i wandered the roads and pathways, looking for something that would speak to me. nothing seemed meaningful. as i turned around to walk back to the car, thinking i would go home and take a picture of my hands with a beer in each one of them, i walked into the fading light of the day. and all of a sudden, it seemed perfect. utterly perfect.
me, from behind, walking into the light...
it felt like a picture of what i want to get out of this year.
i loved it.
i went home and drank the two beers, in honor of my breakthrough :)
and then, one last picture, to finish the week of painful growth...
enhanced with kim's textures and brush.
thank you for the week of wisdom. i think :)