Self-Portrait Wednesday

I'm still more comfortable 

with stealing other people's souls

  

(this is my long-time friend Judie who joined me to shoot spring color, 
not knowing I'd steal her soul so shamelessly)

than I am with letting the lens capture a piece of mine.

But since I am a soulful woman
I guess I can't lose anything

by sharing another self-portrait.

Some of my blogger friends

are so innovative, so sophisticated

that they use tripods to take pictures of themselves

that look like glamour shots, like Beth.

And then there are Daffodil Divas, like Judy Wise

who expose themselves to all kinds of allergens

to snap pictures of themselves

with camera at arms' length.

I'm not that advanced.

I'm taking baby steps toward self-portraits,

trying to banish my self-consciousness.

It's just me and my camera,

in front of something that reflects the two of us.

And I realize that banishing self-consciousness

must be a process because what registers

when I see this

is that I should have brushed my hair

because there are too many flyaways

 and I'm not wearing mascara

 and even though my mouth is mostly hidden,

I should have made my lips look all sexy and pouty

with one of those lip-plumping glosses.

Maybe next time.

Maybe a miracle will happen

and I'll be Self conscious

instead of self-conscious

when I see myself as you see me.