After reading a post by my friend Wendy - http://wendolonia.com/blog/2011/03/30/portrait-of-the-artist-with-pneumonia/ - I accepted her challenge to take a picture of myself every day for a week. I had intended to start the day that I read her post, but decided to kick it off on Tartan Day instead, as I was taking a picture of myself in my Clan Wallace kilt anyway. I finished the project a couple of days ago, but was dealing with the Hives of Doom on my Sweet Pea and sorta forgot that I was going to post them. She is doing MUCH better by the way, and after full nights of sleep last night for both of us, I am ready to put these portraits out there.
Day 1: 4/6/11
Tartan Day! I celebrated by wearing my kilt for a good majority of the morning, including dropping the Boyo off at school. This was also my first full day home after being at Mom and Dad's for two weeks. Seemed a good time to start the picture project.
Day 2: 4/7/11
Home after a swim, and remembering that I needed a picture before midnight. The smirk was because my camera is set for taking rapid pictures and I now have a series of me going from serious to smirk in just seconds!
Day 3: 4/8/11
Day 2's picture made me realize that I needed a haircut and a beard trim. So a before shot seemed appropriate.
Day 4: 4/9/11
The day after the haircut and beard trim. I've done my own hair since my Marine days... 19 years now. I wonder how much I've saved on haircuts and beard trims since then?
Day 5: 4/10/11
Watching the Sweet Pea watch the Mickey Mouse Club when I realized I needed a shot. It's hard to remember to do this some days. Later this evening, my Sweet Pea would develop the hives that broke my heart to see. But she's a toughie and even while all itchy and miserable still snuggled up to me and giggled sometimes.
Day 6: 4/11/11
At work in the shop. I'm in the middle of several projects. Stained glass, sheaths for knives, knives. But not a lot of time to be in the shop. In fact, this is a pretty staged shot, as I was out there to pick up a screwdriver for a project inside, and shortly after this shot I went back inside to tend to my hivey daughter.
Day 7: 4/12/11
After a good run. Men in my family tend to sweat just standing around, so the damp brow is nothing special. But I had just run a solid 1.5 miles and walked a half mile. And I got that first mile in 12 minutes. Slowly working my way towards being able to actually run my 5K's in the triathlons I've entered. With a goal of sub 10 minute miles. I may print out this picture to put on my training calender as a reminder to not give up and not backslide! It is so much harder getting back in shape than it is actually staying in shape!
So there you have it. Seven days in the life of me. I would have done this project at a time when not so much was going on, but I have been learning that as life goes on, something is ALWAYS going on. No time like the present.