Photographs. When one used a roll of film, coated so that the light ‘stuck’ and that needed fairly costly processing, I was a very wary photographer. Having no natural ‘eye’ for good composition and lighting I was relegated to the ranks of unhappy-snapper. I couldn’t bear the pressure of waiting for a whole roll to be exposed so that I could get them printed, and what if (as too often) I’d made a boo-boo and people were expecting to see a reasonable photo?
So I hid my camera, seldom took it anywhere and never improved in taking pictures.
Holiday pictures were the worst, those tiny little figures no one could tell if friend or foe or merely some stranger.
I discovered that most interesting places sold useful things like postcards that showed a thousand times better than I could, the delights and interesting aspects of their area. The occasional picture of “I was here” still happened, but with so much less pressure.
With the advent of digital photography and the internet I realised so many people were pretty much like me in terms of lack of talent. But sadly the lure of themselves took over. Not content with “I was here” pictures, they started taking ‘selfies’. ANYWHERE!!
I really do not need to see most of these. I think most should be banned as poor taste. Duckfaces, angles that are never seen in real life, and oh dear, the other contortions…
The point of digital photography is how easy it is to see the picture immediately (unless like me you aren’t wearing your glasses at the time) and how easy it is to discard the oopses, mistakes and downright stupid pictures.
Along with this came the editing and processing of pictures with software that – while good for removing red spots in the eye that makes perfectly innocuous pictures look like a staff line-up in Hades, has taken so much of the delight of real pictures away.
False people, false places. What is real and what is not?
Yet when I see real pictures I know have been taken by friends with reasonable cameras and a talent for seeing objects and light I am amazed over and over.
To the real photographers, thank you for showing me so much that is of beauty and interest, just because you look at it right.