There’s no denying it. I ♥ Faces. There is even a website I Heart Faces/ by that name that is dedicated just to sharing photos of faces. My photographer friend Dana Ohlsen/ loves the site and I’ve seen her grow so much as a photographer so I think it’s site that is definitely worth checking out. It offers tips for photo lovers of all levels.
This is day 2 of project 365. This is part of a portfolio I’m working on entitled, “Domestication in Suburbia”. It’s about my life in the Burbs. Yup, life with two kids, a house I’m quite dispassionate about cleaning, a fifteen year old blind mutt and an umeployed hubby who drives me crazy, despite the fact I adore him. If you’re wondering, “Is she serious?’, I will tell you that’s not relevant. I found this sweet little Polly Pockets with a piece of star cereal to her head and I thought, “Put in her a in blue raku bowl and that would be awesome!”
The problem with being a part of project 365 (where you document each day with a photo) is that I felt everyday I had to go this amazing shots. No more, I’m going for mediocrity and I’m going to photography the absolute mundane things of everyday. Just watch, a few years down the word some one will call it “fine art” and the you and I will both have good laugh.
“Raindrops on roses, and whiskers on kittens”
…where in the song is there room for “rough worn leather boots”? My family will tell you, I’m just not much of a collector or buyer of much of anything, But if my house was burning to the the ground, I’d be grabbing these boots, two paintings, and my hard drives. My kids and pets are really quite capable and much more agile than myself.
These boots…they’ve seen it all.
I’m a barefoot, flip-flop, boot kind of a gal, absolutely nothing in between. For the last twelve years these boots have hiked through snow, manure, sand, and just about everything else. I’ve worn them with jeans, skirts, dresses, capris, and even shorts (ok, so that was maybe pushing it). I can’t tell you how many times this year I’ve actually fallen asleep wearing them. They do look better with a shine, but after time, as with most things, their character wears through.
The leather is cracking, the soles have been replaced a few times. I don’t how many years they got left…I’m hoping just long enough till I get to my grave I guess.