It's all just varying degrees of con-artistry.
The illusion is lasting
Such beautiful masking
We see it all the time
It's all just varying degrees of con-artistry
But no one seems to mind.
- Duncan Sheik, Varying Degrees of Con-Artistry
**Explored**
Am I really "hiding" when I use props and makeup and elaborate themes for my self portraits? Sure, granted, I don't walk around all day with sequins or glitter or outrageous eyeshadow caked onto my face. But I do wear makeup. And I do spend a decent chunk of time each morning doing my hair, picking out an outfit that flatters me, and doing my makeup to enhance my natural features. Isn't it all the same, really? People comment quite often when I post shots without anything stuck to my face that it's nice to see the "real" me. But is it really? Because I think the only people who have seen the "real" me are my parents, Andy and my best friend in the world, Kate. Everyone else sees the me that I choose to present to the world on any given day. So really, I'm just not going to worry anymore about whether I'm doing too many shots with face art (which I adore) or photo props (which make me laugh). Because it's all still me. I'm a goofball. I'm a wannabe diva. I'm a singer who wishes she was a rockstar. I'm vulnerable. I'm outgoing. I'm sweet. I'm mean. I'm angry. I'm happy. It's all me. Just presented in different packages.
Oh, and these rad dork glasses are another gift from the fabulous Kel-Z. Thanks, sweets!
365 Days (self portraits): Day 254
It's all just varying degrees of con-artistry.
The illusion is lasting
Such beautiful masking
We see it all the time
It's all just varying degrees of con-artistry
But no one seems to mind.
- Duncan Sheik, Varying Degrees of Con-Artistry
**Explored**
Am I really "hiding" when I use props and makeup and elaborate themes for my self portraits? Sure, granted, I don't walk around all day with sequins or glitter or outrageous eyeshadow caked onto my face. But I do wear makeup. And I do spend a decent chunk of time each morning doing my hair, picking out an outfit that flatters me, and doing my makeup to enhance my natural features. Isn't it all the same, really? People comment quite often when I post shots without anything stuck to my face that it's nice to see the "real" me. But is it really? Because I think the only people who have seen the "real" me are my parents, Andy and my best friend in the world, Kate. Everyone else sees the me that I choose to present to the world on any given day. So really, I'm just not going to worry anymore about whether I'm doing too many shots with face art (which I adore) or photo props (which make me laugh). Because it's all still me. I'm a goofball. I'm a wannabe diva. I'm a singer who wishes she was a rockstar. I'm vulnerable. I'm outgoing. I'm sweet. I'm mean. I'm angry. I'm happy. It's all me. Just presented in different packages.
Oh, and these rad dork glasses are another gift from the fabulous Kel-Z. Thanks, sweets!
365 Days (self portraits): Day 254