My Very First Photograph

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My First Picture
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.

P.S. Looking to help me name my sock monkey? Vote now! There's an official poll and everything.

Mostly Lisa

Mostly Lisa

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

James

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

James

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

Thursday's Child

Very Avant-garde. Tasteful, but provocative. Warhol would be proud.

Oh, oh, I mean the dress, not the photograph. ;-)

d

d

hm. polka dots on the comeback trail...i dig it.

Team Christmas

Team Christmas

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

Kelly

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

Kelly

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

Rachelskirts

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!

confusedk!

haha my brother is the same way with the camera.