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Today I Found a Branch That Matched My Body
I went outside and took a walk today, look what I found
Today, I was wondering what type of photo I would take. I wasn’t feeling creative in any particular way, and part of me felt that my slight success yesterday was merely a fluke. The only usual thing about this thought process was that I wasn’t catapulted into a fit of despair and self loathing, but I simply breathed, and thought to myself: No harm in trying.
I took a walk with a lovely friend of mine in the afternoon. It was the time of day when the rainy season sings to you. We walked through the rain, and collected flowers, hunted for seeds, and clipped off branches of trees that we found beautiful. I pulled this one off, rain water splashed all over me, anointing me with the dew of the season.
Besides this branch being the home of multiple tiny worms (something I wish I had known before I pressed it to my nude body), it is a beautiful plant specimen. A perfect shape, an emotive shape. I couldn’t help but anthropomorphize it in its flowing form.
I didn’t intend on shooting a self portrait today, as it had been a while. Part of me doesn’t even know if I enjoy it anymore. There is something extremely tedious about setting up a tripod, only to be devastated by a perfect image being out of focus. I looked to the branch, that I had hung from my celling. It twisted and turned in the wind, almost as if trying to grab my attention.
I grabbed a step stool, and pulled it off the hook, and undressed myself unceremoniously. I thought: No harm in trying.
