… or both (ha!), head over to my new little Tumblr called Hipstamatically. And I’ve just realised looking at the second image, I’ve got a thing for photographing my red (or here, Bordeaux) shoes on a background of bright green grass…
My hair doesn’t have that long to go to reach my shoulders: maybe a few months. But in the meantime, when I pin it up I have to contend with some rebel strands of neck hair that always escape the clutches of my various clips and grips.
In a fit of ‘Enough!’, I decided shaving them might be the way to go. Until everything reaches the right length – then I’ll let them grow back and pin my hair artfully so they’ll regrow in stealth.
I’ve actually done it before and it doesn’t look half bad. Plus, it will make me feel a little bit punk. And since I have a baby face and I spent my Friday night at home watching a documentary on 10 ways to kill Osama Bin Laden (which was very interesting actually), I will take all the punk I can get.
So, should I shave my little neck hairs?
This is the best $2.49 I’ve spent in a while… So today I went a bit nuts and photographed anything and everything around my apartment. And my breakfast, shoes not yet put away, fringe, eye and nose have never looked better. Thank you Jess (monkey saw, monkey totally did).
PS: Mira and her Salvador Dali whiskers are killing me.
I am not often lost for words (ask my husband). But when I first laid eyes on Lauren Farmer’s photographs that is exactly what happened. In fact, I didn’t say a word for a solid hour, that I spent blissfully looking through every single photo on her website. Then I spotted her blog: more photos. More silence. More clicking through her archives. I caught my breath around February 2010, and at that point squeaked out a ‘Oh my god, she is freaking cool!’. Not exactly doing her and her work justice, but a heartfelt sentiment born from sheer utter photographic awe.
The next day I had to go back to look again. And the day after that to look some more. The more I looked, the more I kept on wishing I’d taken every photo I saw. How is it that this girl can point her camera and make us see something beautiful, compelling, arresting, candid, disarming even, time after time after time? She makes it seem so… effortless.
And then I realised that actually, I was glad I hadn’t taken her pictures myself. Because if I had I’d probably be smug as hell about my talents right now (wouldn’t you be?). Instead I am inspired. And I can’t thank her enough for that.
See for yourself and visit Lauren here – she really is freaking cool (and read her blog, which is called ‘That’s what she said’ – why didn’t I think of that??).
Also visit-worthy: the pretty lady from the first image whose name is Lauren Zettler and who makes music. And the lovely man from the fourth picture, Rey Villalobos – also makes music aside from being photogenic in desolate surroundings.
I like them for the following reasons:
- in the first one, you can see my lentil!
- I have an unhealthy obsession with animals’ noses (and feet) so a close-up of an animal’s nose naturally blows my mind and excites me.
- the last one is slightly blurry and even shows the little raspberry I have behind my left ear.
So yes: today is a slow day and I don’t have much of a story to tell, nor do I feel good (crazy irregular heartbeat and palpitations included).
Which is when a large Lightroom catalogue comes in handy :)