Every picture is a memory. Every time we press the shutter on the camera we are freezing a moment of history so we can preserve it forever. It sounds monumentous doesn't it, but it's not: Facebook will certainly tell you otherwise. I log on each day to see the myriad of photos that my so-called 'friends' vomit onto my homepage. Not only do people upload a sequence of the same picture - I have two of them so why not use them - but the other people in the picture will also post their versions of it. The result? Monster albums clogging up the internet providing the CIA with plenty of material should anyone need blackmailing in the future...


It is an age-old question, though. How do we make our holiday photos interesting to the general public? How do we step away from the necessity to have 'been there' to really appreciate someone else's pictures? And, while we're at it, how can we remove this insane fashion for de-tagging and portraying this hideously false image on Facebook? There is no hard and fast solution - no tried and tested method to solve this, but I think I may have hit upon a compromise.


May I invite you to read on...

Monday, 30 January 2012

Oh I do like to be beside the seaside...

By now we're in the final week of my language course and enjoying each other's company as much as enjoying sightseeing. It could even be said that all the travelling was getting a little tiresome and by the time our last trip came, I was a little disinterested.

I had no real desire to go and visit Loreto or see the church that housed what was supposed to be Mary's (as in mother of Jesus) hood way back when, but had found its way over to Italy by way of angels.

Moving on...

I was enjoying spending time with my friends too much to go and ruin it in a weird church. We still went on the trip as it involved a few hours at the beach first of all. We sunbathed, got really hot and thirsty, and went to find a bar for a drink. On the way we passed this little harbour and decided it would be the perfect time to jump.

The photographer this time wanted to play on hte fact we never got it right first time and kept asking us to do it again and again. I have six or seven of these pictures. We're always in the air (for once) but this is my favourite. We were so relaxed and having fun that it's one of my better attempts.

So without further ado...

Nothing left for me to do, but JUMP!
Loreto, Italy, 2009

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