My Life in Burlesque: A Photo Finish

It started when I was 15 or 16: a perpetual discomfort at having my photo taken. No, I’m not some kind of international spy or superhero. I wish.

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Taking Pictures of Food

I’ve lived in Oregon for nearly eight years. Besides my Keens, my Decemberists shirts, and my reusable bags, the most Portland thing about me is that I take pictures of my food.

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The Dreaded Curse Of “Bad” Photos

Do not adjust your monitors. The image below is not some work of photoshop magic. It is merely a scan of photos that are now irreparably stuck together because they were left on a radiator.

Why would anyone leave perfectly good pictures of a vacation to a tropical paradise atop a hot radiator? That is an excellent question. Well, that picture at the top of the stack was the only picture of myself in the whole stack, and I hated it. Read More The Dreaded Curse Of “Bad” Photos

TDG: 3/24

Some days, it’s easy as pie to think of a good TDG.  Others, not so much.  Today is one of those days.  I seriously just searched for unicorn pictures on all our stock photo sites, I’m so lost this morning.  So I’m going to cheat a little, and just post pictures of pie.  Read More TDG: 3/24

Goodie Collection: Lovely Dollies

We’re only posting until 3:30 today, and tomorrow we’re outta here at 1, but we still have two more daily goodies lined up for you this week.  Today, in honor of Santa gluing the last tiny eyelashes on all the dolls he’s about to deliver, I found some great pictures of dolls on Flickr. Read More Goodie Collection: Lovely Dollies

I turn my camera off

gaga flipping off cameraI used to roll my eyes at the women who would giggle and scream and put their hands in front of their faces whenever anyone brought out a camera at any type of gathering.  That was before yesterday when I fell on my FACE on my way to a get-together.  I arrived scraped, bruised, and swollen with no desire to have my busted up face be in any pictures of the day.  After politely declining (twice!) to get in a picture, I finally had to firmly say to my friend, “Seriously. No. Please don’t make me ask it again.”  It was uncomfortable for everyone and it led me to wonder, what is the etiquette for picture-taking at parties and gatherings?

In my embarrassment and frustration yesterday, I decided that the etiquette should be that anyone who wants to be the “photographer” should have to individually ask everyone if they are ok being in pictures.  When I was discussing it with Mr. Furious, he disagreed, saying that if you go to an event like that there is an understanding that there is going to be at least one person who wants to be the historian of the event.  I know that, but truth be told, I was wary of going to this event in the first place because I didn’t want my picture taken and I wanted to avoid the type of encounter I had with my friend.  For some people this is a really foreign feeling, they don’t know what it’s like to not like the way you look and to have picture-taking factor into a decision about whether or not they would attend an event.  For the rest of us, it’s all too familiar, and I’m sure there are many of us who have feigned illness or a death in the family to avoid being at an event where people would be taking pictures.

So why is there no set etiquette for this?  A quick google search and I couldn’t find anything that was not related to wedding photography.  So, maybe asking each person individually if they want their picture taken is impractical.  I think ultimately, declining politely – versus bringing everyone’s attention to oneself with antics about avoiding a picture is appropriate.  As is accepting immediately if someone says they don’t want their picture taken.  Chances are, this person does not want to get into all the reasons why they would prefer not to have a picture.  So, as a plea for those of us who are photo-phobic, just let us be!