Sunday, October 27, 2013
Loving Through Images
I have a friend that takes self-portraits almost daily. I stare her image. How does she do that? I couldn't. I thought. She holds all that she has become until that moment in the image. All the joys, the lessons and the pain. I realize for the most part, I remain absent from photographs. Although said to be photogenic, I do not like to like to have my photo taken. Hyper-critical, whenever I am forced to be in front of a lens I hide behind the torso of another and peek. Just little bits of me show.
What would happen if I began the practice of a self portrait a day? Would I come to discover the light within and learn to accept myself as I am? Does how I look really have much to do with all the "inside" work? I could learn to love.
One day my daughters may discover the series of self-portraits and hold them tightly and view them as gifts to be treasured.