I am still at a crizzy crossroads with my pictures. My stupid computador will just not allow me to save my pictures off my computer and onto a disk. I’ve tried SO. MANY. DISKS. CD’s, DVD’s, different brands…I’m screwed. So what I’m going to do, in the interest of moving forward instead of backwards is zip all of the pictures (I’ve done a lot of it already) and then email the zip files to myself on gmail (which essentially has unlimited storage. I have already uploaded all of these pictures onto Flickr, that’s not the problemo. It’s just that who the hell knows what’ll happen to Flickr down the road? And you just KNOW something better and more intuitive than Flickr will pop up and make Flickr and adorable dinosaur as far as photo management goes and then my pictures will all languish there as a 70 year old Coleen wonders where all her memories went. And Flickr doesn’t exactly make it easy to get pictures OFF their site. It’s a pain in the tuckus as it is getting them ON there when you’ve got six thousand but to get them off, as far as I know, you have to do it manually ONE. BY. ONE. And I have thousands on there since last October so homie don’t play that.
Ugh technology, what have you done to me? It’s the DSLR’s fault really bc before, I’d take 100 pictures and think DAYUM. Now I’ll take 1200 and change my card to shoot more. And TRUST I have a shitload of stupid pictures (as you can evidence if you actually DO take a troll around my Flickr account) but I’m a borderline hoarder, especially when it comes to pictures. Speaking of which:
Before I left for SoCal, my Mother found a box of pictures that belongs to my Father’s Mother (Grandma Barr). My parents are divorced and prior to said divorce, my parents owned a house with Grandma Barr. When everything spontaneously combusted and everyone hastily busted out of that joint and sold it, my Mother ended up with a crapload of my Grandma’s pictures, which she went through for kicks and then delivered to me to deliver to me Grandma. Anyway, me and my Dad sat around all night one night and looked through them. There were some AWESOME pictures in there! (As an aside, it was hysterical to look through them because there were so many SILLY pictures of my Grandma in there. Like in all of the pictures I have of her, she’s smiling or posing or reverently sitting flanked by her children or her grand-children. Very pretty, very happy, very traditional Grandma. But because these are HER pictures, there are pictures of her with friends, pictures of her with co-workers, cutting lose, dressed up for Halloween, making faces, I LOVE THEM AND MUST HAVE COPIES OF THEM. I LOVE YOU GRANDMA!!!)
So anyway, me and my Dad were looking through the pictures and what kept making me laugh were how horrible some of them were. Like this is the digital age and if someone’s double chin is showing, we delete that shit, get back into the pyramid we were in and start again until EVERYONE’S HAPPY (or at least not suicidal from the results). But back in the film age, people would dress to the nines, very specifically pose a picture, shoot it and then have no idea how it turned out until a few weeks later when it was developed. (I mean I lived through “the film age” too, just bear with me.) So the result is a grainy, out of focus photo, that is artfully posed and dressed and totally off-center, haha. I just love the hilarity of that. And because you had literally no control over the result, I found a ton of pictures like this in photo albums…or framed. People were more easy-going. So long as (mostly) everyone intended was in the shot and looking alive, it went in a frame. Someone’s face could be cut half off, someone else’s eyes could be half closed, the picture could be out of focus or off-center and yet, it’s treasured and put on a mantle. I just kind of love that. I also love the perfection, sharpness and color of today’s pictures. It’s amazing how far technology has come.
Back in high school, I took a year of Photography. We shot in Black and White 35mm with borrowed SLRs from the school (unless you were lucky enough to own your own, which no one really was). We also developed the film and enlarged and developed the prints. It was awesome and I loved every second. I loved the smell of the chemicals. I loved the chemistry involved in the developing. I loved manipulating the film and the prints. I loved shooting, getting assignments. And it was all because of my Dad. He took Photography in high school and loved it. He always was trying to shoot a creative photo. HE SHOULD DEFINITELY GET BACK INTO IT, GET BACK INTO IT DAD, I HAVE A CAMERA FOR YOU. Haha…Anyway, digital cameras, let alone digital SLRs were really just the stuff of legend back then. I think that they were out but a digital SLR ran you like 10Gs back then or some out of control figure (for like a 1 megapixel camera, haha). I remember my teacher, Mr. D, ominously telling us how digital photography was going to ruin photography altogether. How traditional methods would no doubt be eschewed for digital and sooner or later, it would be an art form ineligible to people of little to no means. And he was half right. I mean you go into any store and you’d be hard-pressed to find a 35mm camera anywhere, let alone 120, 110 or Advantix (omg, remember them?). They’re ALL digital. Even the video cameras are all digital. But what I think is that the move towards digital has put photography MORE READILY into people of little to no means’ hands. In the past, people had cameras to take pictures of birthday parties. Now people have digital cameras that they can manipulate and edit photos right there in the camera. And it’s making people excited to get creative. People don’t mind shelling out $100 for a digital camera because they know that in the long run, you don’t have to pay for developing, you can delete shit you don’t want, you can upload it online for free and you can send them to all of your family and friends without having to make doubles and triples. It’s awesome.
So Mr. D was right in that people wouldn’t have much use for film cameras anymore. He was wrong that it would take photography out of the people’s hands. But a boon for Mr. D is that because everyone is so digital photo’d out, there’s been a resurgence in traditional film photography. Not like “birthday party” photography but strictly art photography. Weird cameras. Lomo cameras. Awesome cameras.
Anyway, that’s enough bullshitting for today. I just felt like blogging and got myself off on a tizzy. I love me some cameras and can babble about this crap all day long. (No kidding.)
And the point of this bloggy was that I WILL post some roadtrip blogs and pictures as soon as I can get this photo mess up to speed. The photo mess is hindering my bloggy/photo experience. Bummer.