I don’t take a lot of selfies. I can sometimes be really self-conscious about how I look, so I was thrilled about taking this. This photo was the very last photo I took of that night. It was late and I was tired. I had been doing photography since the moment I got home, so about 5 hours of photography, and I was ready to eat dinner. I wasn’t sure what the artful aspect of the selfie was supposed to be but I thought flowers and plants would make a photo look artsy. It took me a long time to figure out this shot. It took a lot of different poses, facial expressions and the number of flowers but I finally got it. The actual concept of an artful selfie was confusing to me. I knew it couldn't just be some random selfie but I also knew it couldn't just be a portrait. So, in my opinion, the fine line between a random selfie and a portrait was where this photo was supposed to land. Although this photo is technically a selfie, it has artful aspects to it. This shot has a good view of a strong subject and although I am in the center, the flowers frame my face and the plant behind me draws the attention toward me.
Middle school was not kind to me. I had rumors spread, and let's just say I’m convinced half my grade hates me after all the rumors were extinguished. The other day in math, everyone was talking about finals. How stressed they were, how they can’t get everything done, and how basically they were going to fail all of them. Obviously being able to relate to them I joined in the conversation. After a while, one of my classmates turned to me and said that I didn't need to worry because I would go home and study all night because all I do is homework and that's why my grades are good. I was taken aback. I was shocked. Did people seriously think all I did was homework and study? It made me think about the main misperception people have of me; all I do when I get home is I study and do homework and study some more. I can’t even describe to anyone how false this is. To be honest It feels like I don’t spend that much time on homework (I really do but it just doesn’t feel like a lot to me). On the day I don’t have practice, I go home, and I lounge on the couch for about an hour before begrudgingly starting my homework that I will do anything to get it out of the way. My homework isn’t something I sit down and do all at once either. I’ll do one subject and take a break. I sit at my desk and wonder why I thought it was a good idea to double up in math this year. In other words, I procrastinate a lot. I Like to consider myself a professional procrastinator. So, in the end, although people think all I do is study and do homework, the people who really know and who really matter, know the truth. This photo shows what people think I do. Homework spread across my desk, getting everything done. I like to think the messing desk frames me well in the photo as the composition of the desk draws your eye to the blank wall on the left side of the photo where I am located. Although this shot was a bit tricky to get and involved a lot of clean up, the photo demonstrates the misperception people have of me.
When you first meet me, I am a completely different person than when you actually know me. It’s hard to describe as I’ve seen myself change over the years. When you first meet me, people see me as an outgoing teenager. I like talking to people, making new friends, and mainly just being around people. I consider myself slightly sophisticated but not an adult. Although that what on the outside, it’s the inside that matters. I put up a show because who wants to be with a Debby downer, or the quiet shy girl that sits in the corner and doesn’t talk. Sitting and not talking is no way to get ahead in life so I push myself out of my comfort zone constantly to put of this act that people see as me. People don’t usually see that shy quiet introvert, that lives inside me. Social events are emotionally exhausting for me, and over the years I have become a very private person. I used to once be that girl that would never shut up, and sometimes I still am, but I’ve grown into a girl who is just trying to make it through high school alive. Some days of good, some days are bad, and someday are just okay. This photo is a strong focus on me, and although I look sad in this photo it represents the other side of me, the not outgoing and not talkative side, the side that people don’t see. The walls around me frame my face and the simplistic background draws the viewer's attention towards me and my facial expression.