I’ve been staring at this image for the past few minutes trying to put words to it’s meaning… Because it has a meaning.
Every photo has a meaning. Whether it’s a phone snap taken in a moment of hilarious stupidity, a holiday memory, your child’s first day at school or just a self-portrait like this one. Every photo is taken because the person behind the camera sees something worth photographing. Someone worth photographing.
This is the only photo of me that has ever been on the internet. The real me. No make-up. No hiding behind what I’d prefer to look like, or what I think society would prefer me to look like. Just me.
I am a fairly private person anyway, but for most of my life I have been afraid of people. Afraid of meeting new people. Afraid of letting old people in. And wearing make-up is just one of the many masks that I hide behind to make myself feel safer.
But slowly that’s been changing.
It could be my search for beauty, or being in love, or just part of getting older, but maybe it’s more than that. Maybe I’ve just understood a little bit more about what it means to be wonderfully created by God.
In my opinion, everyone is worth photographing exactly as they are.
In God’s opinion, everyone is worth photographing exactly as they are.