A view down the front of my polka-dotted dress. Summer of 1990?
I unearthed a whole bunch of pictures that I took when I was five years old. I had this very tiny camera that came with a children's book about photography. I'm fairly certain I did not actually read the book, as I was way too fascinated with running about the backyard and capturing every blade of grass on film. Much like how I am with a camera now.
In other news, polka dots need to make a comeback.
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Mostly Lisa
February 5, 2008 12:18 AM
ahh, see now I understand the obsession with Oompa Loompas better... already at age 5, you were bored with convention and craving creativity... down the front of your dress. it's a good a place as any to start...
James
February 5, 2008 3:37 AM
At least you didn't have puke or half your dinner down the front of your dress like most kids do at that age.
James
February 5, 2008 3:38 AM
p.s. did you get my email? I only ask because I've been having problems with the gmail spam monster eating them
Thursday's Child
February 5, 2008 7:21 AM
Very Avant-garde. Tasteful, but provocative. Warhol would be proud.
Oh, oh, I mean the dress, not the photograph. ;-)
d
February 5, 2008 10:31 AM
hm. polka dots on the comeback trail...i dig it.
Team Christmas
February 5, 2008 10:46 AM
I'm surprised that I'm the one that gets to point out that "down the front of [your] dress" is a very unfortunate phrase...
Kelly
February 5, 2008 8:09 PM
I actually thought it was one of those modern pieces of art that are so famous and stuff. Nevertheless, I still dig the picture.
I'm incredibly random tonight.
Kelly
February 5, 2008 8:14 PM
And I also like the dress. For some reason, the dress reminds me of flowers.
I'm in a postmodern america class where we study nothing but postmodern art and literature in America. That's the only way I can think of art now. The picture reminds me so much of that stuff...where people will glue a candy bar to a piece of paper and call it art. That is what the photograph reminds me of....
I'm having a serious brain fart and my last comments seemed really vague and random. Sorry for the double comment. I really felt the need to explain it.
Rachelskirts
February 5, 2008 10:26 PM
Mostly Lisa - Quite the interesting theory, but I think you're assuming way too much creativity on my part. My mom was probably just tired of taking me to the library every five minutes to get a new book, so she stuck me with a camera and shoved me out the back door.
James - Aye. I've never been one to romp around in the mud. Occasionally, I would root through the dirt and grass with my fingers for a few minutes, but only if I knew there was soap and running water nearby.
P.S. Yes, I did get your email. :) I'm just massively behind on replying to people.
Thursday's Child - On behalf of my dress... thanks?
d - I'm already getting a vision for next month's blog design. Which, really, is good, since I still haven't bonded with the current one.
Team Christmas - I was wondering who would pick up on that, really. Perhaps only Clubbers are brave enough to point such things out? Wouldn't surprise me. :)
Kelly - No need to apologize for being random and vague! I sort of was actually able to follow your train of thought. I've always liked this picture because it is rather artsy in a five-year-old kid kinda way. Not a great picture, but it still has a story behind it (for me), which is the fun part of art in my book. And yeah, I could see how studying art might help you to see it in unexpected places, too. Maybe someone will sell these oh-so-amateur pictures after my death and make lots of money off of them. ... PFFT.
confusedk!
February 5, 2008 10:33 PM
haha my brother is the same way with the camera.