Tag Archive: hands


Both of these photos have the commonality of children. I love 295! My daughter was home sick and we were snuggled up on the couch. I love her little arms and hands laying on the blanket and my hand gently touching her wrist. She is three now and even though she can drive me absolutely bonkers at times, I love her so. 296 was taken at my son’s birthday party at the skating rink that I spent just about every Friday and Saturday night in, between the ages of 12 and 14. Memories can take you back to childhood so easily. That photo sucks, but it is more about the experience than anything. (A side note, my kid is the blonde one in the tie-dye shirt, cut off on the right hand side.)

295

“The moment a child is born, the mother is also born. She never existed before. The woman existed, but the mother, never. A mother is something absolutely new.” ~Rajneesh

296

“Did you know that childhood is the only time in our lives when insanity is not only permitted to us, but expected?” ~Louis de Bernières

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Two hundred and thirty nine

I have some friends from a job I started working at the day after THE September 11th. I worked at that job for a little over 3 years. I have kept in touch with a hand full of those people I called family and a small few I can still call my friends. Last October I had the joy of seeing one of them married. It was a magically beautiful, although a bit chilly, day at Maymont park in Richmond, Virginia. A small crowd gathered in the Japanese garden to be a part of and view a fantastic wedding. Afterward we all headed to the reception in one of the park’s large buildings. Much good food was eaten, many kind words were spoken and my photographer friend and I took a photo of our thumbs after we thumb printed a canvas for the bride and groom. She happens to be the friend who let me borrow her camera for months on end. I feel blessed to have these women in my life. I hope we continue to be friends throughout time.

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“A friend is one of the nicest things you can have, and one of the best things you can be.” ~Douglas Pagels

 

One hundred & eleven

I was getting ready to do some baking. I don’t remember what, maybe banana bread. I had wanted to try this shot before, but hadn’t. I sat my camera on the stove, it wasn’t on of course. I set the self-timer stepped in front of the lens and started to tie my apron. This was the resulting photo. I think ity only took about 2 shots. I like the movement, the awkward angle of my fingers and hands. I like the tones of the black and white. Overall I’m happy with this shot.

 “Hands are for shaking, No not tying.” Chris Cornell

Ninety-five

My Grandma had sent me this hand mirror, because she saw it and thought of me. I had it for a few days and thought it would be cool to get a reflection shot. I took many photos, most were bad. It was much harder than I thought it would be to get a decent shot. This was my favorite out of what I did take. The composition is nice, you can see that it’s mirror, I like that my eye is missing and that you can see both my hands, one reflected and one not. It’s not the best technical photo, but it is interesting.

“Mirrors should think longer before they reflect.” ~Jean Cocteau

Eighty-six

Every winter of my adult life my hands turn to crud. They get red, dry, and painful. I think it’s partly hereditary, and partly my fault for sticking my hands in photo chemicals back in the day. They had been really bad for weeks when I took this photo. Ouch! Just looking at it makes me hurt. They are doing well now, it hasn’t been so cold the past couple weeks. Not the best photo, could have emphasized the red and dry more, but it was the best I could do without dragging out my studio light. Somedays you just don’t have time for all that.

“Winter is nature’s way of saying, “Up yours.”  ~Robert Byrne

Twenty-seven

Another left over photo from a few days before, but the last one I think. I was still messing around with the technique I described in the previous blog. Still using the white wall as a background, trying to capture movement that looks like a multiple exposure, but is really one shot. I adjusted the color a bit in editing to bring down the yellow that the incandescent light gives off and introduce some blues and purples. I am pretty happy with this image. Hands can be so expressive. I plan on doing more shots of my hands in the future.

“If evolution really works, how come mothers only have two hands?” ~Milton Berle

Four

Day four of the 365 Project I wanted to do another black & white close-up body shot. I thought the ear might be interesting. I took about a dozen attempts at a good ear photo and none turned out worth a toot. So, I stepped outside where there was some sun, stood up against the whiteish shed, so some light would reflect back onto my face and snapped a few eye close-ups instead. If you look real close it looks like I am holding my own pupil, you can see the shadow of my camera against the shed, and the part I think is the most interesting is the reflection of my eye lashes on my iris. I realize the eye is a very wet place, but I never really realized how reflective a surface it can be. “The eyes are the window to the soul” ~Unknown