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Sitting here at 2 am really gives me the willingness to think about myself
i was on myspace looking at all these kids pictures or catching up on ones that go to my school[on my friends myspace]
It amazes me seeing all these kids i've known since i was 7 and how old they are now or how some haven't grown up
I love summer because it gives me a chance to choose people i really want to see
i dont want to go back to school and see all the drama and ignorance
I reflect and put together a time frame of my phases in the past at least 6 years
1st picture-This was 8th grade
In my opinion this was my ugliest phase physically, I had my middle part and had no clue how to put on makeup; I settled for guys because i didn't think i could get better, this is when me and my 5 friends all were in an arguement and we weren't the fabolous 5 :(
2nd picture-this was in 9th grade
I started to listen to people and wear my natural hair but i got my hair thinned by jaimie fuhrman and I started wearing the cool ass scene bows xD
I wore my makeup heavier and I wore my cool pikachu shirt
I started to become even less mature because I cared so much what everyone else thought
3rd picture-This was 10th grade
When my life wasn't to bad, but it's when I tried anything to get my social status up, and do so much for people to adore me. I teased and straightened my hair everyday. I wanted cool friends and I loved myspace more than anyone in the world. My world revolved around taking pictures and getting like 200 comments on every picture. I think I had a lot of people get the wrong impression off of me, and sometimes I think I would've taken stuff back, but I dont like regret.
4th picture-I'm a 12th grader
I'm in pittsburgh with my natural hair and not as much makeup. I now and everyday look at mistakes i've made in the past, and for the most part I still make them, but I'm making an effort to refine myself. I see who i want to and not people who will make me deathly popular. I dress how I like not how other people do. I see so many girls say how original they are but dress like others; i'm sorry to tell you but that my friend is conformity :)
I will get there one day;
Roaming lofts / February first Thursday / 619 Western Ave studios.
Pioneer Square / Seattle / 02-03-11.
i may be saving on school tuition, but i realised that i still spend too much on useless things.
just me re-evaluating myself.
The Easter week at Shree Peetha Nilaya was blessed with blue skies, warm sun, and flowers and trees blossoming everywhere. Everything seemed to reflect the theme of new beginnings. Easter is an intense focus on God and God's plan, and everyone present honoured and celebrated this through scripture, song, self-reflection and community. Finishing with the traditional midnight/early morning singing and dancing, and the ever-popular Easter Sunday lunch, it was a powerful way to recognise spiritual transformation and a new understanding of life.
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Shot with my cam by Krakote super star.
On that postreatment, I decided to not make skin details desapear.
Wrap your arms around me
www.youtube.com/watch?v=vPfe0J0eboM
Доверие: "Вярвай в себе си; всяко сърце пулсира в този ритъм." - Ралф Уолдо Емерсън.
Доверието в себе си е връщане към собствените ти инстинкти, които са в пълно съзвучие със собствените ти интереси.
The Easter week at Shree Peetha Nilaya was blessed with blue skies, warm sun, and flowers and trees blossoming everywhere. Everything seemed to reflect the theme of new beginnings. Easter is an intense focus on God and God's plan, and everyone present honoured and celebrated this through scripture, song, self-reflection and community. Finishing with the traditional midnight/early morning singing and dancing, and the ever-popular Easter Sunday lunch, it was a powerful way to recognise spiritual transformation and a new understanding of life.
paramahamsavishwananda.com
bhaktimarga.org
Loosely inspired by the work of Vivian Maier, this photo was taken as part of a project during my university years.
I need to take lots of rest and start gymming soon before I am in state where I have to search myself ... Can you see my reflection?
OK, so on the insistence of my boyfriend Sion (and some others), I'm finally posting some photos of my own here in the Flickr-verse.
But unlike Sion, who has become a very good photographer in such a short time (and also a complete Flickr whore), I won't be posting pics every day -- and probably not more than one photo at a time (this first time being an exception -- with a trio of iPhone pics).
I thought I'd start off with a self-portrait, taken around Christmas time. Sion was in Spain, and I was at Starbucks feeding my severe soy chai addiction. I need help...
For the Beginner to Intermediate Photography Group.
Taken in front of a mirror with candles for lighting. And yes, Richard, that is a 50mm f/1.8 lens on my 20D!
A painting with a message as a present from Eva Groeneweg for our wedding.
Title: "Beyond Self Reflection" by Eva Groeneweg (2012)
Place: In the living of our home since June 2012
Artist: Eva Groeneweg, who makes paintings, art objects, sculptures and totems from materials collected from the beaches of Wijk aan Zee. The sea gives and the sea takes.
Source: This painting was part of the collection Eva Groeneweg exposed during the exhibition Return to Paradise together with Stewart Leiwakabessy in Het Weefhuis in Zaandijk on 2+3 June 2012.
Self-portrait technics: Tripod and selftimer. Focusing was not easy, thanks Stewart for the help.
Daisy, Jen and I found this reflective dome in the trash last week. This week it is in Daisy's garden.
for 365 and FGR invades self reflection.
Ghosts were never something I put a whole lot of stock in. Then my dad passed away and the weirdest things started happening at my mom's house. It took me a while to actually step across the line and confess to anyone that I believe he was there for a bit after he died. It makes me sound like a crazy lunatic. Maybe it is just wishful thinking? Maybe it was just coincidence? Maybe it was just a way to make myself feel better about missing him so much?
Or maybe he really was there.
Earlier today I took a picture as I was leaving on an errand, showing the reflective surface of my wife's car, and an open garage door (a good thing to check for before driving away). Well, it has since come to my attention that today's assignment was about taking a reflected selfie when leaving! So, as I left for the evening Advent service at my church, I took a photo through the edge of the Christmas tree, with my face and camera reflected in the patio door.
We're Here! taking reflected selfies before leaving home.
Harness for Self-Reflection
Combining sculpture, image and text, "Harness for Self-Reflection" (2021) considers the tenuous relationship between chronic illness, agency and activism. Object and image compose a self-referential installation and looping phenomena that choreographs movement within the surrounding space. Documenting a private performance ritual of self-examination, eight silken image-texts hang in a pinwheel formation around a central copper cylinder. A wearable viewing apparatus or harness, hangs limp with nonuse at the structure’s center.
Cotton cord becomes the common thread between illness and culture, sexuality and healing, social bondage and autonomous political agency. Interweaving the ‘domestic’ craft of macramé with erotic shibari techniques, the harness binds the body to a large mirror suspended between the artist’s legs during performance–self-bondage diagnoses, reclamation of agency, auto-interview introspection. Performance images are overlaid with portions of a poetic text written in the artist’s hand. Here, temporal linearity collapses as terrains of embodied knowledge are traversed through metaphor, idiom, diary remembrance and real-time narration of a medical examination. Latent illness, elusive agency, fugitive knowledge; raw edged silken prints are volatile and highly sensitive to voyeuristic presences where even slight movements cause the material to flow and obfuscate.
Punctured momentarily when performer and viewer catch each other’s gaze through the viewing apparatus, the installation forms a feedback loop of looking that simultaneously threatens disaster and promises relief. A cyclical structure, cotton loops, and cursive script; "Harness for Self-Reflection" ensnares, a lens through which to consider the trap of visibility.