Seduction Photography, by Louis Shackleton

Your Narrative, Photographed

No, not that Pop. Just pop, the expression. To make up for the previous day’s lack of real photo, and really, just because I was trying out some new lighting and processing techniques, here’s a decent self-portrait I like.

It’s very serious-looking, but I was focused on the shot more than my visage, and as sometimes happens, forgot that I have Resting Sad Face Syndrome ™.

I feel like I’m out of gas, even now that I’m back in DC and have taken a whole day to rest and fuck off. l need to get my ass in gear though, Woodhull is coming up in a little more than a week. Of course, the rain here isn’t helping, exacerbating my spinal issues. I feel like I’ve been run over by a truck. (It’s Saturday the 21st as I write this, and it’s been raining all day.) I’m doing my best to get all the backlogged daily images posted for the 365 project, but honestly I just want to crawl into bed and curl up with a movie for the rest of the day.

Anyway, here’s one where I at least had a hint of a smile.

Less Serious

Less Serious