Her memories

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The reason I like photo competitions is because of the intellectual and artistic challenge they provide. Preparing to submit 3 images to a competition on time.

Got me thinking on what times means and how to depict it visually. And it is not just about the wrinkles, although I think they are beautiful. It is about the softness of the wrinkles on her face as opposed to the harsh scratches the Auschwitz barbed wire left in her soul.

Do I want this image to be selected in the juried competition? Yes. But the real win for me was the process of creating it.

This is my mother in law.

I named this image - 'Her memories'.  

Dreaming

A self portrait assignment.

Spent a while in the garden running between the camera and the hammock. Edited the photos down to the few I liked ( or at least not disliked ...it's funny how critical we are of our own photos...). And then I stopped to think.

A self portrait. An image that says something about me at this point in life. 

Finally in a place where I can allow myself not to run. To understand the value of absorbing the quiet. To actually do nothing, although I am not sure that's what really happens when we stop doing.

To let the imagination run wild. To dream. To experiment. 

And here it is. A self portrait. dreaming.