While Heather has been gone for the past four days I have found myself a bit lonely and slightly brooding at night when I would normally get to spend time with her. I thought I would express it by taking a self portrait and expand my photographic experimentation by working with textures. Yeah I know only four days—I’m a wimp. In a week she is heading to Texas for another four days, so I’m sure I will get to mess around with making pictures at night again.
8 comments in “I’m A Wimp”
January 24th, 2008 at 22:15
Have to say, I like the red accent that the frames of your glasses provide. They add a nice touch in my pics from the Mummers Parade as well =)
January 25th, 2008 at 9:34
Nice muscles:)
January 25th, 2008 at 14:26
I, too, like your glasses!
and…you’re not a wimp – you just care about someone!
That’s how husband/wives SHOULD be!
January 25th, 2008 at 14:56
Heather calls my glasses my superhero glasses. Now if I could only find my red underoos and cape….hmmm.
January 26th, 2008 at 10:07
Muscles? Hold it! … whut muscles? Where? C’mon … stop fooling around! … where are they, son?!? C’mon.
January 26th, 2008 at 12:07
I had never realized before how your photos had ben so much about other things than texture. You should explore this more, this is a pretty slick portrait!
January 27th, 2008 at 17:07
I, too, like your
musclesglasses! And speaking of the red underoos and cape, I think I might have a picture of you in something like that. Hmm…February 18th, 2008 at 1:25
This portrays the emotion of loneliness very vividly great job..
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