247/365 – In the shadows

**Still catching up..

I completely forgot to take a picture on Monday. I was rushing around all day getting my print ready for the show because I had to bring it by the gallery that afternoon, and then class and tons of homework. I was reading for my art history class and fell asleep while ready, and then obviously taking a picture was not even close to being on my mind. So, last night I took two.

I made this “body” this summer for my studio that I took. We had to create a piece, using body parts cast with plaster, that showed emotion. I took pictures, which I have been meaning to get on here for ever, but basically it was this “person” with a bunch of chairs surrounding her. Whitney (my roommate) was kind enough to be my model, and let me cover her in plaster gauze to get this. It now sits at Elliot’s apartment on a chair, and it is insanely creepy to walk in at night when the lights are off and see this sitting there.

Anyways, last night I was laying on Elliot’s floor, completely stuck on what to take pictures of. I am in a bit of a creative drought lately, it is very frustrating. I kept looking at Whitney’s body (as we call it), and knew I wanted to do something involving light painting, but didn’t know what exactly to do. First I just had Elliot lighting it, then I thought I would jump in and do something too. I am not in love with it, but it was a bit of an experiment so it is ok.

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And here is the simple version:

136/365 – Golden Hour

I had a ton to do tonight, but the light was just so perfect that I couldn’t resist taking a picture or two. This was such a random idea, I just got back from running an errand and ran in to my house, grabbed my wood guy, and took some pictures. Straight out of camera as well today. Two days in a row, this is crazy for me. I may post a few more this weekend or when I have slightly more free time.

Also, I am aware the title is super lame, but again, I am rushing to get this done so I can finish my sculpture by tomorrow’s critique.