I took these photos today of a piece I've been working on for several years - I showed a version of it last spring at the library's recycled art show (there's going to be another one this year). I find this a particularly hard piece to photograph, because it's a bunch of grape stems and a bird mummy hanging in space, and the space in between the objects is very important to the piece. But of course photos inevitably flatten all that space out, and you lose any sense of depth the piece has. I've been calling it Nest, but I feel that's still a working title, since the piece keeps evolving.
So, since my first goal this year is to have good j-pegs of more of my work - especially of this piece - to send out for applying to shows, I took the opportunity of Leon's nap to move the kitchen table, hang the frame from our dining area chandelier-thing (the best place to take photos against a white wall in our apartment), and put the stems and bird back up to photograph. I've recently brought some clip lights back from my old studio, so I was hoping I might finally have enough light to catch the depth and detail.
Unfortunately, I'd only gotten two shots when my camera, which has literally been coming apart at the seams for over 6 months, suddenly seemed to come apart entirely. The housing, which is missing most of its screws, popped open even more than normal, causing the shutter button to appear permanently depressed. I wiggled the casing around until it popped back on, but the shutter button still doesn't look like it's seated correctly, and now every time I depress it to take a picture, the camera turns itself off. Not good - I think this may be a terminal problem. The camera is a Canon Powershot S30, and was a Christmas present from my husband 6 years ago, so I doubt that I can find anyone to fix it for me. Not that I won't try, but I don't have high hopes.