Tuesday, February 28, 2006

a thousand words...or was that a thousand ships?

I'm going to Great Barrington this weekend on a mission. A partial mission of social visitation, which should be fun, as I haven't been to Simon's Rock since November, and there are quite a few folks I'm looking forward to catching up with. It's going to be hard to fit it all into just 24 hours!

The main goal of the trip, though, is a photo date that I have with Hitt. She's going to take pictures of me, photoshoot style, because I want to begin documenting my transition with a set of "before" shots. Eli as his mama made him.

I've been trying to think about what sorts of pictures I want to take. I'm going to put a lot of it in Hitt's hands- she's a great photographer, and I trust her to make this project turn out excellently. But I know that I want some standards that can be used later for comparison, or that I can send to Dr. B, just straightforward, unapologetic bodyshots. But I also want some that are less clinical, and more documentarian. I have to talk to Hitt about this, but maybe I should bring some clothes or other artifacts to interact with for the shoot? We had a lot of success with our necktie project. Neckties are important for me, but I should probably branch out a little, huh?

It's appropriate that we're doing it at Simon's Rock, too. I really grew up at the Rock; ages 15-19 are pretty formative years. Now I'm going to start growing up again, but for real this time. I never could envision myself growing up to be a woman- just didn't compute in my head. Maybe that's why my puberty never felt like such a big deal the first time around- I didn't feel like I was "becoming a woman," just that I wasn't quite such a kid anymore. Now I feel like a guy, but definitely a young guy, and I feel a bit silly calling myself a man sometimes just because I'm barely 20 years old. But also because I've got smooth cheeks and a high voice, and starting T is going to remedy that. I know that it's going to be more than just a year of life experience that's going to make me feel older next year.

1 comment:

Hitt said...

I'm so excited and honored to do this! I can't wait to see you, and see you back at the rock and in my house. You are one of my dearest, most favorite people in the whole world.

I'll get in touch with you soon about the train. I will be there, or someone nearly-as-special will be there to scoop up you and Jenny.

Yours,
Hitt