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which_chick) wrote2007-10-09 07:37 am
which_chick) wrote2007-10-09 07:37 am
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I was at my cousin Heather's yesterday for dinner, watched her baby-at-the-play video (v. cute), and ran around in the yard with Tess, who was naked. (Extra clarification: I was not naked. Tess being naked is not newsworthy most of the time, so I don't usually mention it.) Yesterday, though, in the late-afternoon sunlight, Tess was golden and the fallen walnut leaves were golden and everything was gold and brown and the whole thing looked like a damn Hallmark card, for values of Hallmark card that include a naked baby cuddling black walnuts and running from tree to tree like a slightly chunky nymph. It was like that dipshit Kincade was handling the lighting, for real.
Anyway, despite how charming my life is on that front, I was mostly wishing I'd brought my camera. Tess really did look great -- she was alarmingly well-lit. The long slanty light of mornings and evenings is very flattering to people and sometimes it's golden, like it was yesterday. But then I considered that taking bare-assed pictures of my cousin's year-and-a-half baby would, quite probably, be illegal. She's a baby. She's naked. She's a naked baby. Clearly, this is child pornography. (The fact that we are all exposed to in-person child pornography on a near-daily basis with Tess is irrelevant.) I could still take pictures of the kid, but I couldn't post them on my flickr without big black bars over the relevant parts. (You know, it's almost more obscene to put black boob-covering bars on a nineteen month old girl than it is to publish upskirt pictures of underwear-free Britney.)
Also, we need to get her some hand puppets. There was a bird hand puppet at the play, just to tell the audience that the play would be starting soon, and Tess apparently spent the rest of the play asking "Where bird? Where bird?" I think she's at puppet age. (We will kindly refrain from noting that I am *still* at puppet age.)
Obligatory sock update: The socks are ten and a half inches long. I broke a knitting needle (they're bamboo) putting the sock on my leg for updated pictures, which pissed me off enough that you don't get pictures today.
Anyway, despite how charming my life is on that front, I was mostly wishing I'd brought my camera. Tess really did look great -- she was alarmingly well-lit. The long slanty light of mornings and evenings is very flattering to people and sometimes it's golden, like it was yesterday. But then I considered that taking bare-assed pictures of my cousin's year-and-a-half baby would, quite probably, be illegal. She's a baby. She's naked. She's a naked baby. Clearly, this is child pornography. (The fact that we are all exposed to in-person child pornography on a near-daily basis with Tess is irrelevant.) I could still take pictures of the kid, but I couldn't post them on my flickr without big black bars over the relevant parts. (You know, it's almost more obscene to put black boob-covering bars on a nineteen month old girl than it is to publish upskirt pictures of underwear-free Britney.)
Also, we need to get her some hand puppets. There was a bird hand puppet at the play, just to tell the audience that the play would be starting soon, and Tess apparently spent the rest of the play asking "Where bird? Where bird?" I think she's at puppet age. (We will kindly refrain from noting that I am *still* at puppet age.)
Obligatory sock update: The socks are ten and a half inches long. I broke a knitting needle (they're bamboo) putting the sock on my leg for updated pictures, which pissed me off enough that you don't get pictures today.
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You just sew googly eyes on the heel, pull the toe in and put red felt on it, and voila!
Karl calls that light "Sweet light". You should have taken the pictures!!