... What You Make Of It
I don’t normally do self-portraits. Call it a character flaw, but I find the rest of the world far more interesting than the face I shave in the mirror every day.
This was a different day. This was the day I discovered that one of my immediate family members has cancer.
I was jovial and positive on the phone. But after I hung up, I grabbed my camera to go shoot outside in a desperate attempt to not face it.
It worked about as well as you think it would have. Nothing held my interest.
Finally, I just sat down in the middle of the woods, put the camera on continuous shooting, and let myself think.
This is not a good picture of me. It’s not going to win any awards, or convince people that I should quit my day job and become a model. I’m not happy, or positive, or any of the things people usually associate with me. The lighting is going as the sun sets.
But it’s an honest picture, one that captures a moment that I pray I never have to face again, but know that I will.
And honest pictures should be celebrated for what they are, not what you think they should be.
Just like life.
This is: brett's logjam → ... What You Make Of It.