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...

Wednesday, 21 March 2012

Gardabubs

The 'Gardabubs' weekend came to me courtesy of the same group of friends with whom I shared the 'Super Happy Fun Day' in Venice. 'Gardabubs' was to be made up of two events - hence the composite word 'Gardabubs'. I shall deal with each separately:

Garda
The Garda of 'Gardabubs' refers to the day we were going to spend at 'Gardaland', a theme park on the southerly bank of Lake Garda. It's no Alton Towers, but it was certainly respectable and gave us a jolly fun day full of in-jokes and banter that I won't bore you with now.

Bubs
Now 'Bubs' refers to an event on the following day - when Michael Buble came to town. He was playing a gig at the Arena in Verona and a couple of my friends were going. I didn't want to spend 50Eur on a ticket because, let's face it, the Arena doesn't have a top so even if I was sitting at home in my apartment, I could still hear his dulcet tones drifting over.

The combination of these two magnificent events, however, meant that the only logical next step was to give the weekend a name, and this is where 'Gardabubs' came from.

To celebrate this, it only really makes sense to do one more thing: take a commemorative jumping photo:

Another summer day has come and gone away in Paris and Rome (and Gardaland)...
Gardaland, Lake Garda, Italy, 2010
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Location: Gardaland, Via Ronchi, 37014 Castelnuovo del Garda Province of Verona, Italy

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