Written on Sunday, the 19th of November, 2006 at 11:13 pm and was filed under:
Photography
If you can see this, then you know that it’s a portrait, but what you might not know is that it is a portrait of my mother that I shot for class. Hooray!
Wow, I’m looking more like Andy every year: nearly bald head, one chopped-short finger, pitchfork in hand, self-satisfied grin. Now all I need to complete the horrific transformation is a supremely stubborn streak and an ability to fall on my head onto concrete without injury
Unless I’m mistaken for a earth-loving witch first and burned at the stake. In which case, I suggest you bring the marshmellows and Hershey bars and make S’mores.
Wow, I’m looking more like Andy every year: nearly bald head, one chopped-short finger, pitchfork in hand, self-satisfied grin. Now all I need to complete the horrific transformation is a supremely stubborn streak and an ability to fall on my head onto concrete without injury
Unless I’m mistaken for a earth-loving witch first and burned at the stake. In which case, I suggest you bring the marshmellows and Hershey bars and make S’mores.