WEEK 3: “It’s like you’re my mirror, my mirror staring back at me.” ~Justin Timberlake
I had an idea for this shot when I heard the lyric but my results didn’t really turn out how I imagined. I was thinking about all of the changes in my life over the past 6 months and how I hardly recognize myself in the mirror. I was a city girl who got manicures every other week, but six months ago left my parents, brother, and friends to move 2000 miles away and buy a house in the woods on a mountain. No more regular manicures, and the nearest Nordstrom is 100 miles away. I hike a few miles a day because our new dog need a lot of exercise. Now I am a girl in perpetually muddy boots, wearing makeup only a few times a week, constantly covered in dog hair, who thinks nothing of having to keep a big stick on her front stoop to knock the enormous spiders away from the door before entering.
I had this vision of a dark wooded scene with the camping lantern, the dog sitting next to me. My overly submissive dog would not sit, only lay. I didn’t have enough flash power with me to get the lighting the way I really wanted it. So I suppose in some ways this is a bit of an outtake, ha! But here I am, the new person I see in the mirror nowadays.