Tuesday, December 06, 2005

Dare I ??? The Looking Glass Redux

Okaaay. This is my 'self portrait' for the day, inspired by the below post. A webcam shot, digitally modified in layers and then layered onto a premade background. Think Chagall will lose his place in history over this one??:-)


Berenice said...

Wow. I just saw this and read the post below. I have an idea for a self portrait. When its done I'll post it on my blog.

Pris said...

When you do, post here and let us know. For anybody reading, Poet at Rest is Berenice's blog. Link in my links column.

Berenice said...

Tis posted :-)

Geoff Sanderson said...

Proyd - or is it Llis? - you just get lovelier with every passing day; those brown-outs are affecting more than your computer, for sure.

Pris said...

there's supposed to be a painting of a rose there. must be that your eyesight is going??:-) Must be from looking at too many sweet young gals. eyestrain, you know.

Rae Pater said...

This portrait is brown,
shades of rust and earth.
It is the shape of a face
that has not remembered itself.

The woman I know has a voice
clean as a magnolia bloom,
hands with the names of friends
laquered over the pearl polish.

Upon a charcoal ocean
where dreams are webbed in froth
and roll wave upon wave
she sets a wreath of lilies

to decorate mermaids' hair
and sweeten the salt-laden water.

Sorry, but I don't see the Pris I know in that picture.

Pris said...

I love that poem! Don't tell me you wrote it spur of the moment. You've inspired me for a better self portrait.

Rae Pater said...

lol, ok, I won't tell you then, heh

Pris said...

you DID! Oh my.

Michael Parker said...

Rae: That's a beautiful poem.

Pris: I love the idea and I loved the graphic until I read Rae's poem. And I know that we create portraits that reflect our sense of ourselves. But I have to agree with Rae, your portrait should be less heavy in appearance, more light, in shades of blue and beige.

Pris said...

I know...I don't even like the color orange. This just evolved as a mish-mash. I'll work on another one next energy burst. I think this one is a reflection of the holidays. I should feel light, but I feel heavy. I was alone on Thanksgiving while my husband celebrated with his mother and step-father. I could very well be alone on Christmas, too. I've also heard in cards of a couple of deaths. I guess, truth is, I'm feeling blue and it came out rust.