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Polaroid Week AW 2024 - Day 1 #1
Symonds Yat, and the River Wye in the English county of Herefordshire.
Been saving this imperfect triptych pretty much since the end of the last Polaroid Week in April, so it's been a long wait!
Taken on the Polaroid I-1, and without a tripod. It was just one of those days that I had a lot on my mind, and I needed somewhere like this to go away and forget about things. To be honest, right now, whilst I am posting this, I am once again, trying to combat myself not overthinking.
However, I do think that things happen for a reason, and if they are meant to be the way they are, they will be.
My second diptych for the month (and ever!).
This time, I think I the the story is clear and the photos are sufficiently different (unlike last time). The right-hand side shows espresso ice cream - hopefully that's clear!
What I wish I had tried now that I look at these next to each other is shooting the espresso cup from above and maybe putting it on the upper left to create more of a diagonal line across the two vs. the horizontal line I have now (or maybe I'm overthinking it?). I also wish I didn't have some of the melt and condensation in the bottom of the bowl but I worked as quickly as I could.
A first date.
A first meeting.
A dance full of energy..
No overthinking, no expectations.
Just movement, rhythm, and bodies speaking their own language.
Our expressions say what words don’t need to explain.
We live each moment as if it were the last freely, honestly, without pressure.
Just feeling the music, the connection, and the joy of being fully present.
Because sometimes, one dance is enough to say everything.
It took me a while to edit this one but I've decided to stop editing and stop overthinking it.
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How you love the things I hate about myself
That no one knows, but with you, I see hope again
Oh, I'm a mess
When I overthink the little things in my head
You seem to always help me catch my breath
But then I lose it again
When I look at you, that's the end
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2 years and going w my baby <3
Deep Reflections
on the days intentions
Some were left..Most were met
Fitting all in
to please the masses
No time for ME
I ran out of passes
All I have is this time to second guess
Did I do well and give my best?
I'm back to posting consistency again to complete this project, i lost my way for a while and i think that's due to overworking, overthinking and the need to better myself every day. Even though all of these have benefits they each also have their drawbacks and have done for me. Taking pictures everyday has been task, one that has made me the happiest and at times very unhappy. But the unhappiness stemmed from my own thoughts, from things such as not thinking my work is as good as somebody's else, or feeling down about not taking a picture that i like. We all have bad days, heck we all even have bad weeks and even months but i promise that whatever goal you've set yourself is worth trying for because at a time it was something that made your story different from everyone else's it just takes to fill up the pages.
300 days to go
this was taken at the other end of yesterdays photo
i need to stop overthinking my pictures if i want to be able to get through this 365
thanks for the support everyone!
Apparently, the best way to photgraph me is not to tell me I'm being photographed. That way I don't start to overthink. I had thought last week about trying for a sexy lingerie shot. Then I began to ask myself was I too old to make it work. Then I started to think could I ever have made it work. You see the problem...........overthinking means that instead of a dubious lingerie shot of me stretched out seductively (?) on the sofa you get a much safer aproned woman in her pleated skirt and pearls cleaning the mirror.
(2025)
Hi all, it’s been a while but I’m happy to be starting the new year with a photograph I took during the first week of January. Our weather has been very up and down here, so during a pocket of clear, cloudy weather, I ventured off into one of my favourite places (the forest), wearing a new flowy dress (the best kind) to spontaneously capture something. It can be easy for us to overthink and get into our heads, but sometimes we’ve just got to let things go and see where the wind takes us 🍃
81/365
I should probably say something profound about the tragedy in London today, but I am not feeling great right now. Not in an ill sort of way, just in my head. I feel like my energy and motivation has sort of sapped away. It has happened before, and it usually goes away after a day or so, but it is just like there is this raincloud and no matter how hard I try, and I really do try, I cannot step out from underneath it into the sunshine where everyone else is. I think it is easier when I am talking to people to be able to push it to the back of my mind, put an umbrella up so to speak, but it is still there, casting its dull grey shadow. It is times like this when I start to worry about things that do not need worrying about. I start to overthink things.
A person could go insane inside of my mind. I think sometimes that maybe I have already.
(The hands are my dad's - we were mounting cross-stitching onto cards for my mum's business.)
Those of us who have anxiety know how it can at times consume our minds and seem like it's taking over. Overthinking even the slightest tasks, doubting, and silly insecurities will team up against you, trying to break you down. Anxiety feels like literal monsters in your head breathing down your neck, poking and prodding at you. Expecting you to meet their demands, you're trapped in your own personal hell. I wanted to create this for people like myself who deal with anxiety. We all have our demons, we all have our faults. You are not alone with this.
I can't believe it took me exactly seven days to start doubting myself. Really tired, my soul weeps and questions if I made the right decision. Will I learn anything from this project? Will I find myself? It is a big commitment, I know. Maybe all I need to do is relax, not overthink it and wrap myself in blankets of patience.
“They say, "Look before you leap." So look. But do not look for too long. Do not look into the void of uncertainty trying to predict each and every possible outcome, to evaluate every possible mistake, to prevent each possible failure. Look for the opportunity to leap, and leap faster than your fear can grab you. Leap before you talk yourself out of it, before you convince yourself to set up a temporary camp that turns into a permanent delay on your journey into your own heart.”
― Vironika Tugaleva
A visual representation of how it feels when my brain just doesn't shut up at night.
4"x6" watercolor. I wanted to do a couple of pieces really fast, and without overthinking. Really fun excercise.
Big Smurf little Smurf, my entry for week 46 challenge. I think I have been overthinking this one, still not happy but needed to post something.
I'd wanted to make a short "Reneé video" for a while. Finally, I jotted down some notes, had a few sips of wine, and tried not to overthink it. These are a few words from the heart to my Flickr friends who have cheered me on throughout my journey to womanhood 💕.
What place do you think about when asked where you would like to be at that moment? for me, on the shore alone with the sound of the waves rushing against the sand and against me. Not thinking about anything and see the view is the strongest weapon for mine "overthinking".
I have this love-hate relationship with staying home.
Between taking advantage of my home days by being extra productive and taking the same advantage by doing nothing, a lot of time gets lost with me sitting in the same spot at home, just overthinking in a loop of feeling down, sinking in silence.
Thinking about it, it turns out that this relationship is not with being home, but with having the time to think … or maybe not.
It's magical and tiring how the human brain can prove a thing and its opposite at the same time.
However,
dear home, thank you for containing me.
Dad, this is silly.
"Just talk to her and we'll see."
...How now, predominately flamingo-pink cow.
Moo to you, too, buckeroo.
What's with the color, girl?
Not my idea. But it makes people smile.
And the shamrock?
The 4-H Club logo; Head, Heart, Hands and Health, to represent the equal instilling of each in every child.
The instilling of Heads and Hands?
Don't overthink it, dog.
Anyway, it's a noble cause. Our children are our future.
Mine decided to go into the beef trade.
I'm biting my tongue. But you are to be commended for-
-The last thing I need is any conspicuous commendation to
go along with this outfit.
St-Albert's Cheese Factory history:
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St Albert, Ontario
470. Clancy, 8yrs, 28wks
Clancy's YEARBOOK 9: www.flickr.com/photos/130722340@N04/albums/72157716916927662
Re-processed a quick shot from a couple of years ago. Funny how sometimes it's the quick / spontaneous shots that catch my eye later. I somehow get away with F22 on this lens... sometimes. It's so easy to overthink too much I guess.
Did I say something wrong? Did you hear what I was thinking?
Did I talk way too long when I told you all my feelings that night?
Is it you? Is it me? Did you find somebody better?
Someone who isn't me, 'cause I know that I was never your type
Never really your type
Overthinking's got me drinking
Messing with my head, whoa
Tell me what you hate about me
Whatever it is, I'm sorry
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I know I can be dramatic
But everybody said we had it
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm coming to terms with a broken heart
I guess that sometimes good things fall apart
When you said it was real, guess I really did believe you
Did you fake how you feel when we parked down by the river that night?
That night?
That night when we fogged up the windows in your best friend's car
'Cause we couldn't leave the windows down in December
Whoa
Tell me what you hate about me
Whatever it is, I'm sorry
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I know I can be dramatic
But everybody said we had it
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm coming to terms with a broken heart
I guess that sometimes good things fall apart
This creation is the second in my series of bicycles. A 1890s Penny Farthing, leaning against a gas lit lamp post. The scene includes a lace parasol, wicker basket and phonograph. The Penny Farthing was one of the last of its models before "safety" bikes were integrated into society. However Penny Farthings were still used for racing until the 1930s.
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This creation was made specifically for LEGO House in mind. When the team showed interest in exhibiting my LaFrance Streamliner and gave me the dimensions of the LEGO House Master Gallery space, I felt that the LaFrance wasn’t enough. The idea of building a Penny Farthing was in my mind for ages but loads of life things got in the way - I moved to England from Canada and decided to move my collection with me, which easily became overwhelming and disorganized. Once I had it all sorted out, a few months later I decided to move to Scotland so again my collection was all over the place! I finally moved in to my flat in Scotland and built non-stop for 2 weeks after work, and finally installed 'Day Out in Autumn' (along with 'Picnic in the City') on September 26 at LEGO House in Denmark.
This past year I’ve taken a long break from LEGO. Along with moving my life across the world and some personal life mishaps I was overwhelmed by the attention Picnic in the City got and felt the pressure of wanting to be sure my next creations were of the same high standard. This made me overthink a lot and overwhelm myself, so a break from the brick was needed. I'm excited to reveal to you guys my latest creation, and can say as well that my next one is shortly on its way. I truly do miss the community and building and have felt really disconnected this last year, hoping to get back into continuous building again.
Credit to Stefan Kubin for the dome technique that I used for the parasol - his colour choices were too perfect too that I used it for my parasol and need to credit him on being an inspiration.
Big hugs to my bestie Iain for doing an amazing job editing my awful photos taken in the most ghetto setup in my small flat. You are a star - TEAM BICYLE!
So Aneja went back home and both my cat and I are confused. We had a photoshooting yesterday but stupid me forgot to turn from jpeg to raw. I still hope some of the photos will be good enough to publish. My trial version of lightroom expired and I'm thinking aout geting a license.
Well I don't like that photo of myself that much but I wanted to write something. Ahh I'm overthinking again and getting anxious and thinking about watching Beatrix Potter's Petter The Rabbit and later taking a nap. And it's my last day of antibiotics but I'll probably stay at home tonight and tommorow. A lot of things are happening and I'm really sad because I can't go anywhere. So hmmm yes rabbits sound nice and also I'm very surpised I'm not into Halloween spirit this year.
decided to go out to one of my favourite locations and shoot last-minute while the sun was setting! it was beautiful, but my goodness was it cold. Suffered through it though! I'm still so in love with this lens.
I'm home for a little while longer and figured it would be nice to visit a familiar place and shoot. Happy with it!
ps i've also gotten into the habit of not wearing makeup in my shots and I really need to stop doing that. LOL
This is one of those photos that sort of jumped out at me long after it was taken. Happens all the time. I'm out shooting and the shutter is just clicking away. I'm responding to visuals but also quite often the feelings I'm getting. Sometimes I make strong mental connections with what I'm seeing. I might attach some significance to this or that and really go after it, work different camera angles, bracket exposures, etc. Sometimes I return home with dozens of shots of a single subject. All essentially the same, with perhaps just a bit of nuance in between. Always hoping for the definitive shot, just the right light, just the right angle, just the right focus. But there are many other shots in a typical session that are almost careless by comparison. Grab shots I call them. Lift and point the lens; click goes the shutter; onward. I seem to alternate between these two methods and there's little rhyme or reason as to when or why. I love the careless approach because it reminds me of the quick studies we used to do in life drawing class. They were designed to help us learn to capture the human form without overthinking it. Results were more fluid and less likely to appear overworked. This thinking carries right over to photography. And I love it because gems like this often turn up. And as I started to mention, I often don't notice or appreciate these until long after the session. This old gravestone is a case in point. I had passed over it several times as I reviewed the shots from this day. But finally I paused and really looked at it for the first time. Just something about it. Haunting in a way. Poor Hattie died in 1862; she was just 24 years old. It's incredible to me that this stone has stood guard over her grave for the past 157 years, slowly eroding but still conveying the sadness of her passing. Hands carved on gravestones of this era are normally gesturing, fingers pointing up or down; two hands clasped, or praying hands. Here there is simply a raised hand without any sort of gesture; there's no pretense or and real art form to the carving. Despite its simplicity it evokes the the grief that must have occasioned her untimely passing. Hattie's final wave goodbye.
I am posting the original , non tinkered version....because, even though its got issues (in my mind anyways) I kind of like this one better...
Not sure what everyone else thinks
LOL
Camera: Yashica fx-3 super 2000
Film: Fujifilm Superia Xtra 400
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I like this picture in that it breaks the usual rules of composition. The main subject, King's College, is lost in the fog, and so whilst this is what I was trying to get, it's not a very engaging subject itself. Instead, it's the sides that have interest and draw me in as a viewer - I love the little light on the right hand side, and the woods to the left. Here I think the lack of King's is just a vague hook on which to hang the two more interesting margins.
Perhaps I overthink things :)
'When I was younger one of my favorite things about going to visit my cousins for the summer is that they'd give me all of their old fashion & music magazines to take home. Eventually I ended up with quite a lot of them and couldn't hold onto them all but kept a few covers and editions that meant a lot to me.
This one is a recreation of one I still have...somewhere or another in my room. I'm not even sure what about it grabbed me but it was a rich pink and once I stopped overthinking this challenge I just knew I had to draw inspiration from it in!'