Photo Shoot

Some high-flyin' photographer has got me in his sights.

Marta (a photographer in her own right) told me a few weeks ago that my Mother's Day present was going to be a portrait of the two of us. She had the appointment all scheduled for April 20th. Was that OK? I pictured a cute 5 X 7 on my bulletin board and got my hair cut for the occasion.

Tonight I got some scary details about this modeling gig. Justin Hackworth doesn't just take pictures—he produces art. He doesn't photoshop out your double chin(s) or whiten your teeth; he finds beauty in shapes and textures (otherwise called bulges and zits.) And then he puts them on his blog.

This is the third year of his Thirty Strangers Project, a fundraiser he does for women and children in crisis. Every day during April he photographs mothers and daughters for donations to this cause. It has been so successful that people from all over the country vie for the chance to be part of the project. In February he announced on his blog that he would randomly give away the 30 spots. Out of hundreds of contestants, Marta was one of the winners, and tomorrow is our big day.

I checked out his awesome website and it's obvious Justin is into truth in art. Marta says we'll finally see what we really look like. That terrified me, so tonight I've practiced sucking up my chin(s), sucking in my stomach and sucking up to the artist while looking aesthetically pleasing at the same time. The authentic arty Marty look.

If I'm appearing on anybody's blog, I need some beauty sleep. I'll give you the full story later.
I may or may not let you know when I'm the centerfold on his blog.