Self Portrait Tuesday – September Body ChallengeFeet, Candid
I am the baby paparazzi. I stalk my child and take thousands of pictures of him. This has been going on for quite some time*. He’s been looking more and more like a little boy, rather than a baby, and I was hoping to capture that during this particular session. I didn’t capture what I wanted**, but I noticed my feet appeared in a couple of shots. Uncontrived. Natural. Candid***.
*Even before he was born, I had to see him. I couldn’t wait. I just couldn’t. He is so beautiful.
**This is more what I had in mind. He’s growing up so fast.
***As opposed to this. This is a much nicer self portrait of my feet, but it is completely contrived. For one thing, I generally don’t hang out on a beach, so it is so not me. But I sort of like the shape of my feet, in a macro sense. Upon detailed inspection the callouses and cracked skin are none too attractive.
See how he blows drooly raspberries He’s teething, working on his sixth tooth, with more lurking just beneath the surface.
*Even before he was born, I had to see him. I couldn’t wait. I just couldn’t. He is so beautiful.
**This is more what I had in mind. He’s growing up so fast.
***As opposed to this. This is a much nicer self portrait of my feet, but it is completely contrived. For one thing, I generally don’t hang out on a beach, so it is so not me. But I sort of like the shape of my feet, in a macro sense. Upon detailed inspection the callouses and cracked skin are none too attractive.
