I am so listening. I am. I'm memorizing every word you speak and at the same time, I'm noticing that your socks are different colors and there is egg yolk on your chin. And this whole conversation you don't think I'm listening to will appear in my next blog. So you might as well forgive me now.
Monday, May 01, 2006
Self-portrait Monday
Slumped in my favorite corner of the sofa. The original was done in such dim light, I’m barely distinguishable from the sofa – but I liked the picture. It’s me, more than the jazzy stuff (or deer in the headlights). I imagine that I often have this expression on my face…that not-quite-in-the-room look. Possibly not quite in the solar system, truth be told.
I had fun playing with brush strokes and altering the background, lighting it, bumping up the textures. Generally attempting to turn a sow’s ear of an underexposed photograph into a silk purse. Something to do while I should be doing other things - and while I wait for Halifax to become less grey, so that I can bore you all with pictures of my haunts.
I know. I know. I’m not writing. This will have to do for now.
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