Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing
and rightdoing there is a field.
I'll meet you there.
When the soul lies down in that grass
the world is too full to talk about.
~Jalal ad-Din Rumi
I've been experimenting with pinhole self portraits. Daytime self portraits are difficult with this camera, because oftentimes I've only got two seconds of exposure time to slide the shutter open and then back closed, as smoothly as possibly, while maintaining a certain distance from the camera.
This particular self portrait was long in coming. There is a beautiful field near my workplace full of tall weeks, grasses, and a tree with a swing hung from its branch. I often run on a mowed path through this field to reach my regular running route, and I always marvel at the beauty of this landscape. One early evening, after my run, I changed into a skirt and dressy shirt and wandered with my cameras into the field. I ended up with two pinhole images that I really liked (the other I will post soon).
I think the one thing I strive for in my photography (and perhaps seldom succeed at, but it's good to strive) is to generate, in others, a sense of emotive connection through my images. I tend to like the images that, while being far from technically perfect, convey a distinct sense of place, time and mood. I'd like to create images that move people for reasons they can't quite put words too. For reasons that stir something deep in one's soul or psyche.
This image, for me, comes close to accomplishing that goal. It is a bit dreamy, a bit hazy, a bit nostalgic and a bit mysterious. It's a flash of light, a memory of summer, a reminder of a dream that flits around the periphery of my mind. At least, that's what it is to me. You may have different notions. ;-)
Taken with my Zero Image 2000.