42/52 – Self Portrait (Be IN the Photo … AGAIN!!!)
For a month or so, I seriously contemplated giving up my 2013 Project 52. I was so far behind – two months behind to be exact! And this thing in which I voluntarily participate had become a stress inducing drain.
So I re-framed it. I sought out the joy. I acknowledged that I didn’t have to be somewhat perfect, that I didn’t have to take the perfectly well-thought out photo to align with the weekly theme, that I could dig through my archive of photos and simply choose something I liked. After all, it’s my project and I should be able to give myself permission to define it how I like.
As it turns out, when I dug really deep, what really mattered was the reminder that I should pick up my camera at least once a week and document tiny moments of our lives. What truly was more important was to have a compelling reason to learn how to use the new camera body I purchased way back in August. And in putting together a week book of my 2012 Project 52, I realized that less was more when it came to the accompanying narrative.
What I needed was a little kick in the pants, which I somewhat happily gave to myself. Get back in the saddle.
This Sunday morning, I mapped a mini session out in my mind. I figured I’d get the Doodle up around 8 am and we’d snuggle in our bed while I snapped some really touching photos of her with her mommies. I kinda got a little kick out of the idea of taking photos where the main prop was a lesbian family bed.
The toddler woke up before 7 am, there wasn’t enough light in our room quite yet so I had to pull out some delay tactics, and my wife entertained the baby while I fiddled and fiddled with my camera settings to get everything to work so I could shoot manually (with a remote).
In the end, I’m delighted with the results. It was so incredibly fun and I now remember how much I love my DSLR. I needed to romance my camera and fall in love with it all over again.
The toddler jumped around, stole the remote, and had no intention of lying still for even a moment so I could capture the “fake sleeping” photo I so desired. The output was perfect nonetheless.
Moving from a D40 to a D7100 the depth of field I can now capture totally knocks my socks off.
I have to hand it to my 2.5 year old, as this last photograph is all her work. She may need a touch of work on her composition (as in, maybe get my whole head in the frame) but I do appreciate this photo of me. Fifty attempts it took her to nail this one good shot.