Have you ever loved something so much that it became essential to your everyday exisistence? That describes Lori’s relationship with her camera. She carries it everwhere she goes. Caged Pixels showcases her fabulous eye and skill at capturing the right shot at the right moment.
As for me, I carry my camera everywhere and take all kinds of photos. Lots of animals, people, anything I find interesting. I love photography. :)
She’s a woman of few words, lots of smiles, and lots of love–which she shares with humans and animals both!
And, she’s not afraid to show her devlish side or her talents with photoshop. Looking great while sporting horns is…. almost impossible, yet Lori carries it.
Week after week the art that this group creates just fascinates me. I agree with Shelba, I thought that picking unique pictures for this post was going to be really difficult.
I had to stop and think about what self-portraits meant to me… Not to make it sound like this really deep, intellectual, over-thought process… But when I started taking pictures of myself, honestly, it was for pretty selfish reasons. No one ever seemed to be around to capture those little moments I wanted to remember.
It really takes me back to my ramblings last week, there is just something very honest about sticking out your camera and snapping a picture of yourself… and depending on the moment it could be an insight to a private moment of your life or just something to remember a special weekend. Let’s look…
Here she is all dressed in her summer attire. There is some greenery out the window, and she looks comfortable and relaxed, like she’s been lounging in the pile of linen behind her for hours. What better way to remind yourself what relaxation can do for you when you head back to the daily grind?
Here’s a picture that feels a bit more personal. Is she happy, tired, content, blue? Only someone close to her would know for sure, but she chose to capture and remember this moment for a reason.
I happen to love this one because it reminds me of a friend who has a whole series of pictures of his feet in different places. It marks a place. It shows that you in fact, by way of your own two feet, were there. What better way to remember a walk like this one?
As a mother of two, I also make this face a lot. Nikki’s version is titled,”.. as a thinker,” mine would be titled something more like,”What where you thinking?” We all work to capture these beautiful, happy pictures of ourselves, but what about those thoughtful days? Sometimes you need to remember those too..
I think this is my favorite picture for today. Composition aside… (though I love how her gigantic sunglasses disappear into her hair.) You know those days where your hair “flips” right, your clothes fit right, you have your favorite sunglasses, and you have time to indulge in your favorite treat? The day is going your way and you can’t help but to snap a shot to remember it…
There are so many more, I’d be here all day… But alas, I’m allotted only 5 picks. Can’t wait to see what you guys produce next week, -Amy
What a great month this has been for SPC submissions. When I first saw Joy’s picks for the week and I saw her amazing choices I thought, “Wow, she must have picked all the good ones.” But nope, she didn’t. I found tons more amazing photographs to choose from and I had a difficult time narrowing down my five faves. Y’all are good.
all.on.paper
As Dusk. This is dreamy. It seems that she might be under water. She is an angel with a halo to prove it. I love that a wee bit of her profile is exposed, that her hair is pulled back into a bun, and the little v on the back of her dress. This is just so lovely, so very, very lovely. She makes me feel like going towards the light and following her into the deep end. So well done!
Caged Pixels
As my husband. When I saw this, I laughed out loud. First, I know that Lori is gorgeous. I know this. But as her husband (who is also gorgeous), she looks strange. She is not “hideous” as her husband, but just very strange. Every time I look at this I burst out laughing. It might also be the caption she has for the photo, “Look away, I’m hideous!” Oh gosh, Lori, you make me feel like laughing.
Intrepid Flame
As wet. Wet indeed! Another wonderful image. The water pouring off of his head, weighing his hair down on his face. He seems so calm for having a bunch of water poured on him. That it is in black and white is perfect. I knew the moment I saw this that this had to be in my top 5. He makes me feel like gasping for air.
Toinenoma
Me as a ghost. I love that I have to move around to get a quick glimpse of what is in this photograph. It is spooky, cool, and lovely all at once. Very clever. She makes me feel like throwing out my Ouija board.
You Can’t Keep A Good Woman Down
As future. I love the post as much as I love this photograph. Very, very clever. If you haven’t read it, check it out. Her past and her future are in this photograph. Look at those eyes! She is gorgeous and thoughtful. She makes me feel like moving forward.
this month has been SO fun!!!! I’ve love love loved looking at everyones “me as…” photos!!! Picking was hella hard! I started with 20 I loved and had to cut back! Enjoy my favorites!
me as devotee
how could i not pick such a GORGEOUS photo! i just love the imagery!
me as someone other than myself
read her story! she thinks she’s alone, but i think she’s more like the rest of us than she thinks.
me as entranced
love the photo! love the music picks! just wonderful!
me as a pimp
she doesn’t look much like a pimp, but i just like her hat
me as a rorschach test
some about this draws me to it:) it looks like two angry crook nosed men staring each other down.
me as girl with a pearl earring
she did a great job portraying this piece of art!
me as creative clones
don’t you wish you had creative clones?
me as a sunbather
i love the perspective from the grass up! and I had to get a man up in this piece:)
me as organized plastic
this is amazing…..all tiny plastic pieces organized into a face…..i had to include it:)
For August, in contrast to July, we have a tight theme.
First - Use an enclosed environment‚ a space that has the confines and restrictions of the photo-booth.
Also - The element of chance is also important, not looking through the viewfinder, but rather viewing yourself as others might see you in that circumstance. Holding the camera out in front of you or placing it on a surface and pressing the shutter.
Ideas for spaces - under water, photo booth, tunnel, stairwell, toilet, child’s cubby house, under the bed etc - I am sure you can think of more.
This is the space I would normally use to introduce you to one of your fabulous peers and invite them to share themselves in a couple of their own words. This month I thought I would introduce you to some our absent friends and their own self portraits, before continuing on with our usual programming in August.
First, the woman of the month, the undeniable Queen of self portraiture, Frida Kahlo. Frida, a Mexican artist, painted 55 self portraits in her career as an artist, out of 143. Her images reflected physical pain due to an accident which she had been involved in as a student and psychological pain due to her inability to carry a child to full term.
A print of this work by Brett Whitely hangs in the stairwell at the University I attend. I love it. I don’t think I’m alone in saying that as he won the Achibald Prize for it in 1976. The artist is at the core of the image, but you see him reflected in the mirror and being sketched at the same time. Whitely passed away from a heroin overdose in the nineties, a drug that he had grappled with over the years of his career. A loss for the Australian art scene or a lonely man, Australia certainly did benefit from his works.
These are just two of our absent friends who have delighted and tickled the fancy of many of us. Next month: Back to our feature member - who will it be?
Not showing all of who you are is challenging. And when it comes to self-portraits, all on paper is the woman to beat.
And, there’s no guessing as to why she does self-portrait challenge:
I decided to take part in Self Portrait Tuesday because I think it adds to the initial purpose of this diary.
But then she goes on for several paragraphs to explain more about her reasons. One is that she was phobic about having her photo taken as a child. The rest? You’ll have to click and read it yourself.
First self-portrait ever featured her eye. Then, this week, her eye again.
I think finding other ways to show something that you think represents different aspects of who you are, rather than just showing your literal portrait, might be more creative. And then there’s the whole attempt to keep some sort of anonymity thing going. There’s always that.
She fears that all on paper is turning into a photoblog. What’s so bad about that? Almost every week her photos are featured on the site. She’s on to something.
And something about seeing myself in the mirror in a dress, (a very rare sight) made me really see myself very differently. It’s corny, I know, but my adolescence is gone and behind me for good. I can only become an adult from here on out.
It’s time once again to take a break from your life and check out how five other people are living theirs. Actually, 10 other people… All my picks were of couples this week.
Someone pointed out to me once that in the photos I take alone I tend to use the same smile or expression over and over, but if my husband or children are in the picture with me, my expression is much more animated and pure. So this week I studied the energy between two people, and here are some great examples.
…
It’s a simple picture, mother and son, but you can tell there’s a connection there. She’s more than his provider, she’s his safety, his teacher, his world.
There’s no pose, this could be a quiet moment on any day between them. They have hit the pause button on life’s chaos and they are just being together. Shouldn’t we all pause life and just ‘be’ a little more?
…
If you follow Tammy’s posts at all you know she’s been through a lot. She’s very open about her experiences, her past, and what’s to come. Her strength seems never ending, and how could it not be? Look how she is loved.
Again, this is such an honest expression of love and comfort with each other. It’s so candid… a second that she can now remember for a lifetime.
…
This is such a cool idea! I always wondered how they did those cool stencils! If you click the image you can see the original and how this was made. Compare the original with the stencil… you can still see her happiness in the stark contrast of the stencil. Looks spur of the moment… almost last minute
…
Someday, about ten or so years from now, when the little one runs out the door with the car keys and her girlfriends, mom is going to look back on this picture fondly. This may or may not be their favorite picture but it documents the bond between daughter and mother so well. The matching freckles, eyes, and smiles, what a perfect memory.
…
Ok, now I know this isn’t two PEOPLE, but it still feel really candid and honest. Let me tell you, if that were my head this image would have more of a live action feel… my arms flailing around and a really horrified look on my face. She just looks to comfortable… “Yeah, there’s a big creepy bug on my head, let me take a picture…”
I’m sold… I think couples pictures have a truth to them, don’t you?
Till next week - Amy
Oh, and don’t forget to watch for the ‘readers choice’ post and vote for your favorite picture this week… We like to hear from you!
Hi, Shelba here again. This week is going to be an extra short post because I’m in Chicago (instead of my usual Austin, TX) and I’m having to hog up my friend’s computer to do this. So this Thursday’s post will be short and sweet.
Gays Knit
She makes me feel like twirling and whirling in a pretty skirt.
Viourages
I love the angle of that gorgeous fan and her legs stretched out before the camera. She makes me feel like sitting out on the porch.
The Poo Poo Platter
He has a red halo around his head! Perhaps he is a dark angel. He makes me feel like checking under the bed before I go to sleep.
The Whole Self
I can relate to this in a big way as my daughter is always on my hip. I had never thought about it like this though, that I am transportation, but it is true. She makes me feel like I can relate to her in a big, huge way.
