I think this might be my favorite spot to watch the sun slowly seep away from the walls.
Wow, I need to clean my shower.
The light in the afternoon creates such great lines.
Wrinkles have been catching my attention lately.
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They look and feel like evidence of an experience. Proof of comfort and living. They’re also proof that it may be time to change the sheets (:
My husband and I have been making some adjustments in our home office area. That means more wires everywhere. I’m not a fan of wires. They are clunky, messy looking, full of clutter…
Massive amounts of Internet wiring become a blue roller coaster curved composition.
I have been working from home for a while now (even my day job is telecommuting from home), so my house has become many things. It is where I spend most of my life these days. In an effort to be more appreciative of the beauty that surrounds me, I have decided to photograph my house, home, office, environment with an aesthetic eye. It is almost forced awareness or something to that effect.
I feel that many of us, myself included, take several things for granted on a daily basis. Photography always opens my eyes to otherwise unnoticed compositions, light, positive and negative space.
This project is in newborn stage, so I don’t really have all the answers yet. It has been boiling in the back of my mind for a while, so I think I’m at the point of just “doing.” I feel once I have a small collection of photographs they will lend more information. Until then, here is my first photograph.
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I don’t think there is a better way to start this project than with my daily companion, Neko. She likes to sun bathe and reminds me to take breaks when I forget (which is most of the time). Today is not so sunny, so she has just planted herself in the middle of the living room floor hoping the sun will find her soon. I hope so too.
I will be filing the photographs I take under the category This Domesticated Life if you want to follow along.
This week, for the first time in 5 years, I scheduled a time during my day to go outside and photograph. This used to be my life. My camera came everywhere with me and captured my life and the lives of others I saw along the way. I stopped loving photography during my undergrad studies and have had a shaky relationship with it ever since. But, after photographing two of my friend’s weddings, I am beginning to remember why I loved photography to begin with.
It is almost like I need to practice at not taking it so seriously. I had to go to art school to learn how to technically take photographs and now I have to almost unlearn all of that–in order to take away that pressure to take the perfect photograph. The best advice I ever received from a photographer was (I am paraphrasing) “Take as many photographs as you can because you will be lucky if you get one image out from one roll of film.” 1 in 36 is apparently the average for a talented photographer. The digital age makes it a great deal easier to take a ton of crappy photographs in order to find that one gem. And, reflecting on that advice today, what I really think he was getting at was, just take it! Don’t think, just photograph.
I could not just take it last week. I had a really hard time photographing. It’s like I lost my touch. It used to be automatic for me. I didn’t think, I just pointed and clicked. It was straight from my gut. That’s what I love about photography. It can be so genuine and honest if you approach it correctly. That’s another part of me I will have to find again.
Photography used to allow me to look at a scene as though I had never seen it before. I was like a 5 year old at the circus for the first time. Instead of pointing my finger in awe, I was pointing my camera and recording that composition I framed in my head. Where did that photographer go? And can I get her back?
