I cannot believe I am actually done with this project. It has been going on much longer than a year, because I put it on pause for my 365, and that makes it even more unreal that I am finished.
This project probably has meant more to me than my 365 did. Over the last 15 weeks this project has taken on an entirely new purpose for me as well. At the beginning of the project I was just taking self-portraits every week. I admit that for the most part not much thought was put into the shots, and for sure not much meaning was placed behind them. The past 15 weeks however have been drastically different. Every single shot has been extremely personal and meaningful. And almost every image has had lots of thought and planning and purpose behind it.
Because the last 15 weeks have been so powerful for me, it makes me kind of sad that this is over. This project has become a sort of therapy for me. It has been a way for me to express what is going on, a form of venting. And this method of expression is perfect for me and how I deal with things. I don’t think I will be able to go for very long without starting up another project that incorporates self-portraits. I need them in my life at this point. They have become almost essential. I am already starting to plan out my next project, which as of now will most likely be a 365/52 week hybrid of sorts.
As for the shot at hand, definitely one of the best shoots I have had in a long time. I am giving all credit to my friend Danielle who is finally back in town. We drove around for a bit to find a spot, which is always entertaining with her. And then we walked on these railroad tracks, with houses next to it and me in my prom dress holding an umbrella. Towards the end we had an audience of sorts, and he was kind enough to blast some Soulja Boy for our last few pictures. Needless to say it was quite entertaining. This image and the title sum up every aspect of my life right now. It is quite incredible how perfectly it fits with the end of this project and with my situation at the moment.
And on that note, I will stop rambling, so enjoy my last 52 week shot. And be warned that there are others from this shoot that are sure to come.