Per model's advice, I used her own strummings & warbles (kidding... in reality, the voice is rather mellifluous (sp?), taking a spin with the song featured on your blog-dropping of 25th August. Correctly, as well, it did enhance the viewing experience.
As to the series, the sixty-plus photographs are broken roughly in half & in two stories. We first see a besweatered & belegginged auburn haired singer writing her song from the seat of her tight pants. As the final string is strummed, then, she moves to put down a more fixed rendering of her song.
In readying, she strips her clothes bare, just as possibly she calloused her hands & knotted her throat with emotional energy. Going away from this, too, the photo(s) most striking me, still, are nos. 40-41. The photographer scoots ever closer, obtaining really quite natural but also lurid (though not perversely) variations on the much-loved "psfb".
Once captured in full flower, though, the writer rears up, turns her head, & bears a look of... not fright, nor excitation; just a flummoxed timidity, a recognition in part of what has gone on, but still surprised in the interest she could stir. Very lovely scene to come home to on a crisp early autumn eve.
Brittymon
HOPEFUL
Venice, CA
SEP 30, 2008 04:24 PM