Masculine is a hard topic for me. All photos of late have been very “feminine,” outright “girly” and even somewhat “frilly.” So be it.
You can’t always shoot things both ways, and I’m just making up for all those tomboy things I did when I was a kid…things like climb trees, skin my knees, fish off the pier, and chase balls around the school yard with the best of the boys.
Ok, so maybe I did start out life as a tomboy and I’m turning all “girly” on you now. Does that mean you really have to hate me for it? Does it make me evil?
This was taken in New Orleans. It’s a bunch of fishermen who fish every weekend on the shores of Lake Pontchartrain.
I hope they catch something better than I did. (Well, unless they want to grow up to become “feminine/girly/frilly” female photographers.)
Until next time…