View allAll Photos Tagged self-reflection
This was a special evening, i'll be chasing this sunset for the rest of my life. I'll never tire of looking at the pictures, the colors (not shown here, haha) were something you only see in dreams. Moments like this are the reason I am a photographer.
10/07/08
For FGR, Self Reflection. (lovely choice, Maite!)
I had a good day.
I had coffee.
I got my promotion.
I was busy as hell.
I wanted to scream.
I found out how much my raise was.
It made it all worth it. ;-)
This pic came out sort of freaky looking....like some weird horror movie or something....
And I'm a bit sore I didn't desaturate the texture over the desaturated reflection, but eh, what can you do. :-))
Hm. Ah, and of course, mucho thanks to the fabulous Jessi for the texture. You're a genius, girl. :)
102/365
I think we all have times where we have to stop and open ourselves up to self analysis, be it good or bad.
I've had many periods in my life where I have self analysed and reflected on who I am as a person and what I wish to be in the future... sometimes it instigates huge changes, like moving city, changing career, having a baby or sometimes it's just the little things that I work on, like saying 'I love you' a bit more often or being more forgiving.
At times like this I can feel very vulnerable, because I've lost my confidence in myself, I look in the mirror and am not proud of what I see, for whatever reason and this is why I make the change, not to please other but so I can look in the mirror and be proud of the person staring back at me... for me, that is probably the most important of all my values because it affects every aspect of my life and is intrinsic to my feeling of self worth.
MAM-self reflection
O moim domu którego ściany z ciepłych niedomyślonych snów
(Eng. Of my house with walls warm as unfinished dreams)
self-portrait
(December 28, 2014)
location: my house, TX
inspired by the poetry by H. Poświatowska
translation by Marek Lugowski
twice22.org/HalinaFAQ/
—-
o moim domu
którego ściany
z ciepłych niedomyślonych snów
napiszę najpiękniejszy wiersz
o włosach dziecka
które nigdy nie wplączą się
w moje ręce kobiety
o ustach -- które posępnym pragnieniem
nie zawisną ponad niepokojem moich nocy
o miłości -- która rozkwita
w każdym wyszeptanym słowie
w barwie róż
w zapachu ściętej trawy
w pospiesznym spadaniu gwiazd
w gorzkim
unicestwianiu motylich skrzydeł
zgasłych w płomieniu świecy
o miłości --
doskonałej w swoim chmurnym niespełnieniu
—-
of my house
with walls
warm as unfinished dreams
I will write the most beautiful poem
of a child's hair
never to entangle itself
in my woman's hands
of a mouth -- that will not hang
with grim desire over my night's worry
of love -- blossoming
in each whispered word
in the hue of roses
in the smell of cut grass
in the quickened fall of stars
in the bitter
annihilation of butterfly wings
put out in candle flame
of love --
perfect in its cloudy unfulfillment
—-
My artwork may not be reproduced, copied, edited, published, transmitted or uploaded in any way without my permission.
© All rights reserved
I celebrate myself, and sing myself,
And what I assume you shall assume,
For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.
From Song of Myself By Walt Whitman
Here's a self reflective product shot for you :-) This is the Samsung EX1 used to take the previous few posts, a great little 'enthusiast compact'. Taken with my trusty Pentax K20D DSLR
* Pentax K20D and Samsung D-Xenon 50-200mm Lens
I was tagged by Daniel, Genevieve, Jennifer, Manu & Mez!
Here you go - 16 things about ME!
1. I'm my own worst critic.
2. I've been moonlighting as a freelance photographer for the City of Grand Rapids, Michigan and it is the most rewarding job I've ever had.
3. The term "professional photographer" means very little to me.
4. I finally feel like I belong in Grand Rapids Art Community. I owe a lot of my success to flickr.
5. I have more straight friends than gay friends and I'm cool with that.
6. I have been lied to and cheated on for the last time. Never again.
7. I'm a vegetarian... hold back the gay guy not eating meat comment!
8. I ran my first marathon in 2007... 26.2 bitches!
9. The first time I met Tori Amos I fainted... she hugged me and told me everything would be fine. Gay right?
10. I like wearing glasses.
11. I just purchased a home and while being a stressful time for me I would not take it back. I love my house and it feels like home.
12. I have a better relationship with my step-dad than I do with my father.
13. I believe there is a difference between taking a picture and taking a photograph.
14. I've never had sexual relations with a woman.
15. My favorite Transformer is Bumblebee.
16. 2009 has already been 100 times better than my entire 2008.
www.flickr.com/groups/936395@N24
"16 Things... Group"
The title says it all...plus there are 4-6 actual reflections in the water droplets. Taken in my yard while trying to familiarize myself with my new camera a Canon 50D. After 3 1/2 years of hard use my 20D had its first serious problem a shutter issue and is being repaired the problem is....i am leaving on a trip next week and had to have something to take. I had hoped to hold out until i could afford a 5D mk II.....but the 50D is a nice camera and hopefully my 20D will be able to be used as a secondary camera.
“My inability to verbalize my feelings has transformed itself into a visual dialogue between my lover and me: I crave for a wordless understanding simply because I am afraid. I don’t want to clear thing out too much when there will be a possibility that my lover might fail to decipher my unspoken message. I find my self caught up in this inescapable paradoxical: I try to hide the passion from her, (the word Cacher = to hide in French) but the act of documenting heavily our daily private lives and spaces, her body and mine, is an act of opening up myself to vulnerability. I suppressed my feelings but my photographs release it.” Cacher by Thy Tran (2/4)
Selbstreflexion Selbstreflektion Leere Vitrine. Part of the set: "Viennese Museums before my very eyes".
DMC-G2 - P1280625 12.2.2012
This photo can be interpreted as a way to call to task the environmental crisis we find ourselves in today. The darkness surrounding Mother Nature as she attempts to continue to reproduce her beautiful tree and foliage.
Every Grain of Sand
In the time of my confession, in the hour of my deepest need
When the pool of tears beneath my feet flood every newborn seed
There's a dyin' voice within me reaching out somewhere,
Toiling in the danger and in the morals of despair.
Don't have the inclination to look back on any mistake,
Like Cain, I now behold this chain of events that I must break.
In the fury of the moment I can see the Master's hand
In every leaf that trembles, in every grain of sand.
Oh, the flowers of indulgence and the weeds of yesteryear,
Like criminals, they have choked the breath of conscience and good cheer.
The sun beat down upon the steps of time to light the way
To ease the pain of idleness and the memory of decay.
I gaze into the doorway of temptation's angry flame
And every time I pass that way I always hear my name.
Then onward in my journey I come to understand
That every hair is numbered like every grain of sand.
I have gone from rags to riches in the sorrow of the night
In the violence of a summer's dream, in the chill of a wintry light,
In the bitter dance of loneliness fading into space,
In the broken mirror of innocence on each forgotten face.
I hear the ancient footsteps like the motion of the sea
Sometimes I turn, there's someone there, other times it's only me.
I am hanging in the balance of the reality of man
Like every sparrow falling, like every grain of sand.
- Bob Dylan
I chose this photo to represent the best of my work because I have received so many compliments on this particular work, and I had the most fun in the process of creating this one opposed to all others. In order to create this photo, I had to take the original picture with a long depth-of-field so I could have a wider margin for editing my drawing into the environment. I mostly wanted to stop any plausible motion within the original picture so I could further reduce any possible blur to ease the main editing significantly. I wanted to make my drawing come to life in both a unique and realistic way, so I used the puddle to give it a reflection.
I have grown so much in being able to interpret my ideas and creativity. I feel that my greatest success in this class is gaining a new, valuable, and viable medium for my expression of my ideas, feelings, and personality through photographic artwork. Having the knowledge to use photoshop properly and be able to create or recreate something that satisfyingly fulfills a previous vision of mine is a gives me a strong feeling of confidence and motivation that I had never even imagined before. I feel like I have the guts to take risks as an artist, and to explore new things without hesitation.
Looking back, I focused more on the limitations that stopped me from achieving a certain thing rather than thinking about how I could overcome them, or simply get around them. I would be faced with obstacles and I would give up too easily, too early. If I could have done anything different if I were to retake this class, I wouldn’t give up so easily the next time around.
The major boost in confidence that I have taken away from this class can be applied to nearly anything that I can think of in future circumstances like taking on new challenges, getting a job, pursuing a career in the field of photography, which doesn’t seem like such a bad idea to me. There’s a lot more to take away from this than just the photoshop and camera skills. One can learn so much more information about themselves as well.
On the big red wall surrounding the light rail construction site, at Broadway and John Street in Seattle's Capitol Hill neighborhood.
The green birdhouses are part of an art installation by SuttonBeresCuller.
I was attempting to take pictures of my cats. I then decided to try and take a picture of one of their eyes. Later, I noticed my reflection in my cat's eye.