The Self Portrait Project

I have decided to do a weekly photo dump for the Thirty-Day Self Portrait Challenge rather than Weekend Diaries, just for this month. This weekend I was, rather unfortunately (thinks me), struck down by a malicious migraine that still just won't let go. As a result, I missed two days of photos. To set things back on course, I'm going to pretend that I actually started the project on May 1, and go from there. 

So does anybody out there want to play along? It promises to be a profound experience. Already, only five days in, I'm pondering deep questions about how I really feel about my appearance and others' perceptions of said appearance.

I thought my time as a blogger had cured me of my long held belief (born of an awkward adolescence and certain features) that I wasn't photogenic, and that maybe I just wasn't attractive at all. Yet I've found myself hesitating to take self portraits on the spur of the moment, just as I am. Because I'm still afraid. Afraid of what the image will tell me. 

Aren't we women crazy creatures?! I can say that, and you can, too, if you're a woman. But keep it to yourself if you're not.

I've also been feeling creative growing pains. It's not so easy to capture repeated images of oneself, basically from a range that ends at arm's length, and still keep it interesting. Growing pains are always a good sign, though, always, so I'll take it.