Originally Posted Thursday, January 24, 2013
I can't believe I made this picture. Really. I have it as my desktop image at work as of today, and I am enamored. I just sit and look at it for long periods of time. I show it to colleagues. WTF? I don't even think the model wants to shoot with me again. The images aren't "fashion" enough, not close enough to what the public appreciates in pictures. That is what I think though she hasn't told me such a thing yet. But it is a common enough sentiment among the girls who like to model for photographers. Still. . . I'm glad I made this image.
I haven't time to tell a tale or anything else this morning. I woke at four, drank water, went back to a fitful sleep full of waking and yelling (maybe apnea) and many unpleasant dreams, then waking at eight sluggish and slow. The morning began without me, and now I am trying to catch up.
I don't even have time to prepare the lovely breakfast I had thought of on my way to bed last night.
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