Asymptomatic

I wasn't coerced into taking a picture every day for a year. Actually, I kind of started doing it on the sly, without being asked, fully expectant to give it up after a week or so. Instead, I find it strangely rewarding to see the photos go online, and to see what my interests really are, even if finding photos to take on some days is work.

Other people's photos look wonderful to me. Some people just do great photography. I think my photo-taking, when it doesn't include portraits of the light post I ignored or the poor lighting, reflects myself in the same way that my writing reflects myself. By this, I don't just mean that my subjects are what is me, but more than that -- the underlying selection of subjects as a whole shows what kind of person I am.

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Berta got me a home portrait studio kit for Christmas, and now I'm being drawn into the world of "professional" photography. I don't really aspire to taking photo portraits for money, but I have frequently talked about not blowing $200 on studio photos that I then have to pay them for reprints of because WalMart won't let me make copies of their copyrighted work. I digress.

I set up the studio in the basement. There are a few lights and two nice backdrops with a frame to hold them. What I'm lacking though, is a tripod. And that's where my adventure starts.

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