I’m feeling inspired to post a photo blog. I thoroughly enjoyed my wife’s pictorial post documenting her weekly bicycle rides. (Truth be told, she is gone so long that I asked her to take pictures to prove that’s what she is really doing. When your wife is as beautiful as she is, you really have to keep tabs.) Editor’s note: If you are the type of person who took that last sentence seriously and plans to leave a comment about how awful controlling husbands are, you are visiting the wrong blog.
I also enjoyed my friend Nathalie’s recent post where she attempted to heal me through the power of Hooters’ girls. While I’m sure no post of mine can “stack” up to that one, I wanted to post one anyway.
There are two main obstacles to posting such a blog.
1. I don’t really take very many pictures.
2. The pictures I do take usually suck.
I found two ways around these problems.
1. I decided to post a photo blog that could possibly be the worst photo blog ever posted and one that surely no one will find interesting. (Wow, that should get me on the wordpress front page.) By setting such a low standard, I can finally feel free to put a photo blog here.
2. I decided that I would only post pictures taken by my 3-year-old daughter. By using her as a blatant scapegoat, I can easily deflect any negative comments by assuring myself, “They aren’t criticizing me; they are criticizing my daughter.”
So, the imp, as my wife calls her, spent an afternoon taking pictures of whatever she pleased while lugging around an out-dated digital camera. (You know I’m getting old when it seems funny to put “out-dated” next to “digital” in a sentence. I’m just getting past the Polaroid stage. Those old Polaroids were fun to shake, ala Outkast, even though they said you didn’t need to do that. )
At long last and at the risk of losing any readers I might have once garnered, here are the pics.
Dog’s Eye View
- She wanted to capture what the dog sees. Pretty clever that she blurred it a bit to reflect the fact that our dog is up there in years and surely doesn’t see as well anymore.
Starving for Nutrients
- I believe she wanted to make a statement about the poor diets of children in this country. This grotesque close-up of chicken nuggets says it all.
What Matters Most
- I was touched when at first I thought she was taking a picture of our family pictures. Then I realized, she was taking a picture of something far dearer to her heart…the t.v. remote control.
My Way
- I’ve tried and tried to convince her that she cannot run very fast wearing rain boots. She still insists on playing baseball in them and documents her stubborn ways here with bat and boots plainly visible. Or perhaps I misinterpret. This could be a representation of the sadness one feels when a baseball game is delayed by rain. Hmm…very deep.
The Cookie Crumbles
- When asked to photograph her three favorite things (not counting the remote), I was hoping she would pick me, Mom and the dog. However, she chose a sippy cup, a mysterious sack and the cookie jar. Note her use of finger blockage to add an ominous feel to the photo.
Steaming Mad at Dirt
- She used this opportunity to find grime and grease that is so much more noticeable from a child’s height. She is obviously disgusted by her surroundings.
Fit of Rage
- She spent hours setting up this particular shot, meant to portray her feelings when given a time out for screaming at her parents.
Contrast
- Since she is not throwing fits 100% of the time, she thought it best to also document the lighter moments with her toys and her toe.
Oh, the Ear-rony
- She just loves irony. How fitting to photograph the word ear when one sees rather than hears a photograph. Wow, that just blew my mind.
Work Stoppage Atrocity
Just when a kid gets on a roll, a parent comes to steal the camera.
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You are a master of the brilliant blog entry. How you were able to write such funny stuff next to such innocuous pictures — plus, get your wife to allow that shot of the stove — amazing!
These photos make me feel a lot better. So my stainless steel appliances aren’t the only ones that look like that. No matter how many times I have cleaned them, I come back in the kitchen and it is all over the place! Must be my husband using them..lol!
Pam is right….your descriptions were excellent. You and your wife are well-suited. You both have a way with words! Yet, in very different and interesting ways!
I’m so glad my Hooter girl fun bags inspired you to put a camera in your daughter’s hands (?!?) I hope you realize you may be condemning yourself to buying her very expensive camera equipment in the future. Horses and photography must always be avoided!
Very fun idea! I like the stratagem of using a child to fend off criticism. I had never thought about it. Genius! The photograph of the three favorite things cracked me up. We count for so little. Well, you do. I do not mean to rain on your swollen parade, but er, she preferred a plastic bag to you. That’s a little sad. She used finger blockage too, my friend. Ominous…
Nice composition. Interesting lighting. Obviously you are making a statement in regards to the state of our country. I see some anger management issues in there. With streaks of hope and flair. Nicely done. I think you have a very bright future in artistic photography…
this was awesome. i have to agree though…allison is NOT going to be happy that you posted that stove picture. I am sure it was your fault it was messy though.
You could take the “rage” photo to a gallery and sell it. No doubt.
Priceless! Every last one of them, a work of sheer brilliance.
Hahahahaha! Great bad blog.
Brilliant! Contact art galleries, I believe you have a photographic genius on your hands. I know people, let me know if you need help.
It’s safe to say we don’t have to wonder what your daughter is going to be when she grows up. If the photography doesn’t pan out, she has a great future as a health & hygiene inspector.
Ooops, I now realise how that sounds. Sorry. I’m too sarcastic for my own good sometimes. It’s just that the comment with the oven photo made me giggle.
No problem…I’m as sarcastic as they come!
Your daughter is darling and is nearly as talented as that elephant who paints portraits.
This was adorable!