I remember one time hearing a fitness trainer describe the well-muscled back of a woman as looking like an upside down Christmas tree. I can’t recall if it was in a book or film or in person, but it’s always stuck with me. Usually as a form of occasional self-flagellation (my back will never be … [Read more…]
I’m pretty sure I was in the process of setting up the camera or something like that in this photo. Usually I’m propping it against something precarious, or I was trying to set the timer, who knows. But in scrolling back through, I like it.
This is a front version of Undo, a photo from 2015. I had a hard time posting that one, I thought the front shots were just too much at that time. Too much belly, too many rolls, etc. But looking back through, they are OK. It doesn’t make me cringe so much to look at … [Read more…]
Undoing my braid, there’s always such a feeling of release and relaxation when the tightly bound hair slips through my fingers. I’m also posting this picture because I’ve been feeling particularly large and ungainly lately. This photo feeds into that feeling and I did start with several closely cropped versions of just my hands or … [Read more…]
I was nervous about this one but found that by the end of the process, I was admiring the way the light played and the shadows rounded, rather than cringing at the perceived “flaws” I’ve carried around in my head for years. A step in the right direction, anyway. See what else is sinful on … [Read more…]