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Friday, July 27, 2012

Branching Out


The first time that I modeled for anyone other than myself (since the self-portraiture bug bit me, that is) was just a coupla months after falling in love with dash photography. A good girlfriend of mine had been keeping up to speed with my newfound addiction, via my sefpics album on Facebook - and (being a photography buff herself) she asked if I'd be interested in posing for her. I said, "Yes", we shot at my house on May 12th, 2010 - and had an absolute ton of fun doing it...but. That was the last time that I ever did anything like that, until this past Sunday...more than two whole years after that day at my house with my friend.


I hadn't looked at these portraits, in I don't know how long...but in filing through 'em for the first time in ages, while trying to choose which ones to share in this post - I cringed when I noticed how awkward I looked in the bulk of the pics. that my girlfriend had taken. My son when he saw them, even commented, "Mom, you were terrible at this stuff back then" - Ha!


 Next though, I realized how much things have changed since way back when these pictures were snapped. Liiiiiike...I hadn't yet sold my beloved Big Ugly Truck (*wah*), my hair was still short (so glad it's finally grown out), and I was smiling in many of the hundreds of images....something that almost never happens in the portraits that I snap of myself.


Fast forward to last weekend when the plans that I'd made to collaborate artistically with an extremely gifted, professional photographer - who specializes in both color and black and white fine art nudes - finally came to fruition.

I met Tyler Keeler a few weeks ago, while at the home of mutual friends - and after checking out each other's work, we then talked about combining forces. The idea being that we bring our respective gear to a designated location - so that Tyler could take some pictures of me, and I could do some selfies as well.

We arrived at Goose Creek, fairly late in the afternoon - and as I contemplated how best to take advantage of the gorgeous setting, by fiddling with camera placement and all that - it occurred to me that it was much more important for Tyler to get his pics while we were both there together, and the light was still good...I could always come back another time to do mine.


I carried my camera and the little table that it stands on, over to a rock on the bank for safe keeping - and announced, "Ok, I'm gonna get naked now"...and almost immediately after I did - we got to work.


I realized right away, that the differences between being my own model (versus modeling for somebody else) are pretty pronounced. Where I'm used to only having a second or two, and sometimes just a fraction of a second to hold each pose for every individual shot that I take, as Tyler's model I was instead holding completely static poses, or staying in one position for extended periods of time. I was a bit blown away by how fatiguing it can be to keep perfectly still for so long...or other times - by bracing myself against the rocks under the water's surface, so that I wouldn't creep downstream and out of frame.


The other main difference (and the thing that I was most nervous about, leading up to my big shoot with Tyler) was giving the creative control over to a photographer other than myself. Once we got started though, this became a non-issue. I understood, and very much appreciated Tyler's vision...and so contrary to what I'd initially expected, it was nothing to hand him the reins.










Is that not so cool?!




We took a short break so Tyler could put a new memory card in his camera - and at that point I asked if he'd be ok with me taking a handful of selfies, real quick. Not surprisingly, he wholeheartedly encouraged me to do so, plus - he took some very nifty pics. of me taking the pictures of myself! Bonus!


(Snapped on 7/22/12)

I did find it odd, that the most difficult part of the day for me - was switching gears from straight modeling, to getting into self-portraiture mode. In fact, I was so not moved by the pictures I was taking, that after only 11 frames I canned the idea, and resumed posing for Tyler instead.

Like I said though, I can always return to this spot to stage my own shoot - and if I can remember how to get there...I will.

This entire experience was truly amazing...I went home that evening feeling proud of myself - cuz I'd tried something different...for once. And I guess it kinda goes without saying, how much of an honor it was to be able to work under the auspices of a photographer of Tyler Keeler's calibre. THANK You, Tyler - for this wonderful opportunity to branch out!

I strongly encourage you guys to visit Tyler's website at: www.tjkphotography.com or the blog post that he wrote about the shoot: here. His galleries are brimming with exquisite, fine art nudes. Once you see them for yourselves, I'm sure that you'll agree.

Monday, July 16, 2012

Drowning My Sorrows


(All pics. snapped on 7/16/12)

I'm supposed to be a happy person, I swearta god I am. My kids and my friends get to see the side of me that's goofy, easily amused, and fun-loving - all the time...even when I'm in the throes of something as heart-wrenching as what I've been going through lately. It's like, when I'm in their company - they bring out the lighthearted Lauralyn...which helps me to forget about all the bullshit for awhile. But just as soon as I'm all by myself, I immediately start to drown in the misery again...which would explain why my selfies and my blog posts are so often tinged with melancholy...since I generally snap the pics., and write about 'em when I'm alone. 












Anyway, I guess what I'm trying to say more with these pics., and less with the words (per my continuing closed-mouth tangent) is - I finally drew the long overdue conclusion today (things are subject to change tomorrow, just so ya' know) - that it's absurdly ludicrous of me to put my life and my happiness on hold half the time these days - simply because I've let myself get sucked under by the mortifying reality that some stupid, fly-by-night, coldhearted jackass - gave me the fuckin' runaround...and that I'm just as much of a jackass, if not even more of one - for believing all of his lies...I'm smarter than that. I honestly am. Unfortunately though? Sometimes it just takes awhile before I figure these things out...

I realized that it's also comforting if I tell myself that the stupid jackass is the true idiot...and the one who really oughtta feel swallowed up by horrible sadness...but then again, he appears to have no feelings at all - so I guess that's just not an option.

Wow, see? That's amazing! I feel a million times happier already...



Thanks again, to the very nice man - who gave me not one, but two chances to take selfpics at his place!

Thursday, July 12, 2012

The Hog Days of Summer


(All pigs, er - I mean PICS. snapped on 7/09/12)

Ok, soooo...obviously there's nothing all that spectacular, or racy about this post - but ya' see, I've been taking care of the most adorable, itty, bitty runt from my friends' litter of pigs - since Monday afternoon...and a.) since I've been holding the sweet, little baby in my arms or on my lap - for hours on end, each day since she came home with me - it's been tricky enough to tackle most of my regular daily duties (I'm typing this entry with one hand, for example), much less to stage my usual brand of photo shoot...and b.) even when I did find time to take a few selfies with Delores the piglet as my costar - the thought of posing naked with her, seemed decidedly wrong to me...or something... 


Mostly though, I'm just glad that I was able to squeeze in a short shoot at least - and I'm hopeful that I might get a brief break from piggy-sitting, sometime over the next few days - so that I can return to the friend's house where this group was taken, to try something a little more...(or less?)...kosher.


All righty you guys, hate to dash like this - but baby's sleeping, and she let me put her down - so...I best go do some chores before she wakes and wants her ba ba. If everything goes as planned though, the next time we meet? There'll be a meatier post and pics. to sink your teeth into.

Thanks so much to my friend for offering his place as the backdrop for a shoot, and for then giving me an open invite to come back and try some other stuff!

OH! And if you're curious to see what Baby Delores looks like up close - please click here to check out her portrait on Little Pretties.

Wednesday, July 4, 2012

Independence Day


(All pics. snapped on 7/03/12)

Today is The Fourth of July - which here in the U.S., is the day on which we celebrate the anniversary of officially declaring our independence from Great Britain, on the same date in 1776. We honor the occasion by gathering with friends and family - at pool parties, or backyard barbecues, and in many cases - massive quantities of alcohol are consumed. Yeeeeeee HAW!


 Setting off fireworks in order to commemorate the holiday, has long since been a tradition...ahhhhh yes. Booze and explosives...what a fabulously brilliant combination!


Here in Boyce, Va. however - there's an old gal who recently gained her own independence from an oppressive situation (albeit it on a decidedly lesser scale of tyranny)...and although my closest allies, and my sensible brain - insist that it was the best possible outcome (all things considered)...my poor, battered heart still hasn't quite come to grips with it.


For me personally, today is most certainly about observing and contemplating my newfound freedom - but to claim that I'm actually "celebrating" it, would be a gross exaggeration. At best, I am merely trying to harness my independence...to gear up for using it wisely and efficiently...in the hopes that some day soon, I will learn to appreciate and embrace it.


But ya' know? No matter how isolated and lonely it feels like I've been, since the final, bitter skirmish that led to the heartbreaking secession - the circumstances leading up to, as well as during and after the shoot at the fireworks stand seen in these pics. - helped me to realize how fortunate I am to be part of a tiny but mighty union - comprised of my few, phenomenal friends, and my incredibly devoted and loving children...and because of that, I'm inching ever closer to finally understanding that being independent of a significant other - doesn't have to equate being alone.



THANKS SO MUCH - to my friends who own the fireworks stand, for giving me free reign to do (pretty much) whatever I wanted while I was there...I know this may sound corny, but it really was a BLAST! (Heh) 

Thanks also to my bff, Curleymoe - for accompanying me on this shoot, and acting as my unofficial bodyguard and assistant creative director! 

Your continued, unconditional support and encouragement - enabled me to greet this Independence Day with the mindset that I might just be ok...

Monday, June 25, 2012

Parting Is Such Sweet Sorrow


(Snapped on 6/22/12)

First off, let me say that I am truly sorry for being uncharacteristically quiet lately...I've been terrible about not replying to comments on the blog, nor all of the nice emails and texts that I've received from various friends and readers, recently. I don't know exactly what my problem is...I just haven't felt much like talking these days. And as much as I hate to say it, I'm afraid that my silent(ish) streak won't exactly be ending with this post... 


(Snapped on 6/22/12)

I will say this though, I went out of town with a friend this weekend...and over the course of our short trip to Nelson County, Va. (the majority of which we spent on and around the beautiful Buffalo River) I was able to let go of everything that's been weighing so heavily on my mind, these days. I thoroughly enjoyed the company of the nice group of people that I was with, but I was the happiest I've been in what feels like forever, each time I slipped away all by myself for a little while - and took the pictures that you see in this post. 


(Snapped on 6/22/12)

I can honestly say that when it was time to go back home again, I really just didn't want to leave...I was so deeply saddened to havta be returning to Clarke County...to be facing reality once again. 


(Snapped on 6/22/12)


(Snapped on 6/23/12)


(Snapped on 6/23/12)


(Snapped on 6/23/12)

There. That's it. I'm all out of words...my brain isn't synapsing properly, it seems. I hate to leave you guys like this, with so little to chew on...but it's really just not happening for me today...I'm sorry. Maybe next time I won't be so tight-lipped...let's hope.

Wednesday, June 13, 2012

24 Hours Ain't Nearly Enough


(Snapped on 6/08/12)

Last Friday morning, I awoke bright and early, dropped my kids off for their last day of school, packed my car full of costumes and all my camera gear - and drove three hours southeast, until I arrived at my destination...a friend's waterfront home on The Northern Neck in Virginia, near the Chesapeake Bay.

After giddily hugging, "Hello", and depositing my things in the guest room - my friend (Karn J) and I packed a cooler, and went down to the dock to bask in the sun, and soak in the calm, brackish water with her dogs. I can't even remember when I got my body in salty water last, but I can tell you that it's something that I've sorely missed (and badly needed!)...for many years.

Right away I could feel the restorative effects of being on, and in the water (and of being away from Clarke County for a bit...aaaaaahhhhhh) - and although I was to only be at Karn J's for 24 hours, it was becoming quite clear that the quick visit would no doubt do my sagging psyche a world of good...and if I was really lucky - I'd return home the next day with a bunch of new self-shots to share with you guys on the blog.

About 20 minutes after I'd arrived at Karn J's - I snapped out of "lazy vacationer" mode - and literally dove into my art. It took 45 tries, and multiple jellyfish stings (the first time I hit the water, I got zapped on the face - ow) before I finally snapped a photo that I could live with (see above).


(Snapped on 6/08/12)

I shed the wringing wet, turquoise, thrift store dress - and crossed my fingers that the scattered neighbors putzin' around on their boats and their docks - wouldn't call the cops when they saw me repeatedly launching my naked body into the water. Fortunately, no one seemed to care.

Not surprisingly, the jellyfish became a much bigger problem - without the blue dress protecting most of my body. I don't know what their fascination was with my nipples, but the little bastards seemed hellbent on stinging one or both of 'em, after practically every single dive - feckin' hell!

As the sun slowly tucked itself in behind the trees, I turned my attention from self-portraiture to Karn J. We hung out on the dock swillin' cocktails and boisterously chatting til nearly midnight...at which point we decided to turn in for the night, so that we could get an early start the next morning.


(Snapped on 6/09/12)

On my way out of town that Friday morning, I had stopped at the Sheetz to gas up and buy a soda and cigs for the road. While there, I got sidetracked when I bumped into, and caught up with a coupla friends - one of whom I haven't seen for at least 7 1/2 months...I know this because she's now that many months pregnant, and the last time I saw her - she wasn't pregnant at all. As we stood there talking about this, that, and the other - her prominent belly made my wheels start to turn...I had never pretended to be preggers in my pics., but I thought that it might be a fun thing to try. And so on the second day, after Karn J drove me to one of her favorite spots  - I decided to give it a whirl.

Not really sure if the cigarette, the pissed-off expression, the heavy, blue eye shadow and the whorish, red lipstick - register as "trashy" the way I'd hoped that they would - nevertheless, it was a new and different theme, and I was in no way disappointed that I'd attempted it.


(Snapped on 6/09/12)

This abandoned boat pic., is whatcha might call a freebie...I had no preconceived notions about takin' this batch of snaps, but when I spotted the old boat behind the house where I'd just staged the pregnant lady shoot, I couldn't resist giving it a starring role in a handful of frames. 

I started out pseudo-sunbathing on the the cockeyed bow of the wobbly boat, wearing the bathing suit that earlier I'd stuffed with socks (for boobs) and extra clothes (for the tummy), and then had worn under the black and white striped dress while posing as if "with child". The nondescript, brown one-piece had been indispensable in the pregnancy pics. - without it I'm not sure how I would've made my baby bump. In the boat pictures though, it just looked prudish, or something. I told Karn J that I was gonna havta take the rest of the pictures nude (for that's the costume that almost never lets me down). Predictably, she was completely cool with the plan, and very kindly offered to stand lookout so that she could warn me should a motorist approach. Nobody did.


(Snapped on 6/09/12)

The last place Karn J took me that day, was one of the coolest places that I've ever been...no lie. I have this mild obsession with bamboo anyway, but when I saw how this stand was in the process of aggressively swallowing up the structures on the property, all the while marveling at the sheer size (height and girth) of each individual stalk...I fell in love.


(Snapped on 6/09/12)

For as much as I'd relished taking self-portraits on the water at Karn J's place, I actually think I enjoyed the bamboo forest shoot a tad bit more. Perhaps because I was in such an unusual setting, or maybe because I'd focused on character development, as opposed to physical stunts...or it coulda been that the onslaught by the mosquitos in the bamboo forest, was nothing compared to that of the damned jelly fish...who knows. Whatever the reason though, it really makes no difference...


(Snapped on 6/09/12)

...because no matter what, I do know that I did not spend ample time taking pics. at either venue...nor did I explore the surrounding environs even close to my satisfaction. Bearing all that in mind, I predict that this was the first of many visits...cuz 24 hours ain't nearly enough time to conquer the great Northern Neck...

OH! And a gigundo, huge THANKS - to my new friend Karn J! I can't tell you how much I appreciate all that you've done for me!!!

Friday, June 8, 2012

Overwhelmed


(Snapped on 3/07/11)

Just a quick note to offer my sincerest apologies for being remiss in my blogging duties, of late. To be perfectly honest about it, even if I would've had the time to take some new selfies over these last two weeks, I've been far too busy tending to other more pressing obligations - to have sat down at my computer long enough to be able to write about 'em...

But there is a little light at the end of the tunnel. Today I shall be leaving town for the first time in ages (yay!), and if even a fraction of what I've heard about my destination is true - I expect to return home feeling relaxed, recharged, and reinvigorated as an artist. 

I'll touch base with you guys in just a few days...armed with a boatload of new pics. to gab about...god willing.

Hope everyone has a great weekend - Ta ta!