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...

Sunday, 19 February 2012

The Evolution of Jumping

I wasn't kidding when I said the day we went to Venice was truly snap-happy. We decided to have a breather from our intensive sightseeing and we stopped for a nutella-filled crepe. I personally didn't have one as I got distracted by the man making glass earrings in the shop opposite. All I can say is that I still have my fishy earrings, the crepe is long gone.

Anyway, I appreciated the break and we stopped in a small piazza. There were no free benches, so we sat on the steps to an old well. Once the eating had finished, we decided that we would take some more jumping pictures. I don't know why because my feet were so tired and we still had a fair distance to cover.

Whatever the reason was for deciding to jump, it was good enough to galvanise four of us into action. We did a lot of jumping. We didn't have an audience, so we just took good sweet time and jumped for a good five minutes (I felt that the next morning, I can tell you!).

Inamongst all the standard jumping pictures was the one you will find at the bottom of the post. I haven't touched it - it came out just as you see it: my friends, may I present the Evolution of Jumping. There's not much more I can say about it, so just sit back, relax and enjoy it.

What Would Darwin Say?
Venice, Italy, 2009

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