First and foremost, this blog is operating on one of those calendars where Monday is the first day of the week, not Sunday. Second, I had a very different plan going into this self portrait.
You see, I had a doctor appointment Friday morning and was forced to wake up earlier than normal. Unbeknownst to me, apparently the world looks way better at sunrise. I walked upstairs to start the coffee (Folgers Black Silk) to see this sizable stream of sunlight coming through the window and spilling out into the kitchen. This was that kind of light where you can see all the dust and tiny fibers just floating around in there, maybe never making it to the floor. Upon seeing this anti-gravity light beam I had a few thoughts:
Is this here every morning?! Is my refusal to go to bed on time keeping me from all the beautiful things in the world?!
I have to take my self portrait here. I’m going to wake up early again tomorrow and take this picture while bathing in the heavenly glow from my kitchen window.
Am I breathing in these particles all the time?
So, here we are, and the self portrait pictured is definitely not the one where I am glowing in dust sparkles. Instead it is one taken depicting the sadness I felt when I woke up early for the second time in a row, only to find tiny ice pellets pinging off the window where I was looking for sunshine.
So in direct contrast, I walked downstairs to my tiny studio, and took my self portrait in darkness. Somewhere out there My Chemical Romance was playing at the exact same time.
Mark IV, ISO 640, 70mm, f 2.8, 1/320
Double exposure created in post by layering two photos in Photoshop.
Next week’s theme: Baking