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...

Saturday, 25 February 2012

Fair Verona

After our trip to Bologna, myself and my friends studying in Verona acquired a couple of interlopers that wanted to come back with us to see where we lived. I say it's like it's a bad thing - I loved having people to stay; how often can you take someone round a place as beautiful as Verona and say, oh yeah, this is where I live by the way. I should know - I'm from Manchester...

It was March and I'd been in Verona about five months; I was absolutely loving life and I wanted to share it with as many people as I could. Having a couple of friends to stay, therefore, put the icing on the cake for me. We took them up to the Medieval walls so that we could look down on the city and I examined the city I'd called home for nearly half a year.

Quite honestly I didn't want to leave. Things were beginning to get a little hinkey with my friends back in St Andrews and I wasn't relishing my return. I'd got involved in so many things in Verona that I had no real reason to leave and I felt more at home there than I ever did.

I took a jumping picture to celebrate.

Home, Sweet Home
Verona, Italy, 2010

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