It’s been quite a while since we’ve had a good old-fashioned photo challenge around here.
Our inspiration this time is coming from a photo series I love, Mommy Asanas.
This is the one that really wholloped me right off the bat:
I love this woman. So strange and unapologetic with those damn shears.
And then there’s this one that tugs at my fraught relationship with the dishes.
And this. The mother of all baby wearers.
Since I’m such a fan of these, I invited Barbara, the photographic mastermind behind these photos, to help me craft a photo challenge based on this series. And here it is, in her words.
self-portraits – they can show their face or not, but I would try to go deeper here. journal for 1 week & find 1 symbol that serves as a metaphor for their feelings that week. include that symbol in the image somehow.
I love this idea. Take some time, journal or not, to find your symbol. I say that because I was initially overwhelmed by the journaling idea. I’m averse to any more to-dos. So I just sat here, and it came to me.
I’ve been wading eyeball deep through Jo/Cal aggression recently.
This morning, I knew I needed some listening time from a friends about last night, when I was all aglow over celebrating Jo’s 5th birthday. I went swiftly dead inside after watching Jo kick Cal for no apparent reason and then receiving 2 intentional blows on my face from Cal’s soft fist. I sulked off to the kitchen where I cleaned up and cried. This is not what I signed up for. I hate senseless kid aggression. I hate testosterone. I hate that this is part of my life. I worry that Jo is teaching Cal to hit and kick. And that my otherwise sweet little sweety is being morphed into another bad hitting boy. I want to surgically remove these routine kicks and smacks from my kids, leaving everything else intact. This is the part I know I don’t want. And yet it’s always here. Again and again and again.
So that’s my photo. And my diatribe.
Care to hop on the old Mommy Asana photo challenge bandwagon?
I hope so.
Not a mommy or a woman or someone who is good at taking pictures? Who cares?! Please share a photo if this challenge gets you going.
You can post your photos on my Facebook page or message the photo to me through Facebook if you’d like to share anonymously. And if you’re not all Facebook-y, just leave me a comment here, and I’ll be in touch over email so you can send ’em that way.
Sooner rather than later, I’ll post a photo gallery of our work here. And we can all sip wine and wear fancy clothes and discuss.
I’ll leave you with this parting shot for inspiration:
I love this and will try to come up with something!!!!
hooray, rosie! please do even if it feels half-baked. I want this to feel pressure-free and like a fun, creative exploration.
This is not a contest, its an invitation!
This approach is so intriguing and creative and liberating. I’m not much of a photographer but I’m really looking forward to what others post.
But Lisa, I put that aside in for YOU: “…not good at taking pictures? who cares?!” If you’re willing, I’d love it if you stepped in the ring–the more folks who don’t fancy themselves photographers but go for it anyway, the more who will be willing to follow.
oh my gosh! love barbara’s photos too!! challenging, illuminating, and hilarious at the same time. i would love to be part of this, so i’ll be steeping.
YES! so glad. I actually thought of you immediately when I saw the gardening shear portrait, b/c it reminded me of yours all that time ago with the knife! Apparently I really like cutting tools as portrait symbols 😉
it does feel familiar…those shears.
What if Lester took the picture for me? He tends too put a bit of an artistic slant to them 🙂
YES
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