Photos
Where do my photos belong?
A few weeks ago, Jack decided to stop using Glass. Around that time, Manton wrote about what’s wrong with Glass, raising different yet related questions about the service. I wanted to reply at length, but I was still forming my own opinion.
I recently started to use my camera (Sony Alpha 6000) again and take it in a bag almost every time I leave home. This practice allowed me to capture photos I wouldn’t otherwise capture with my phone, which is the opposite route most folks take: usually, it’s the camera that starts collecting dust in favor of the phone.
The best answer I have for this is that certain things just cause an “itch” to my photo sense in a way my phone doesn’t. There’s something about holding the camera that elevates that sense in a way the phone can’t. Unless the photo idea is very obvious, with an object staring me right in the face, I need to search for it. I move around with the camera, crab-dancing sideways hece and forth, kneeling and standing again, playing with the light. I used to be more conscious about this, but when you live in NYC, everyone’s a weirdo, and no one is at the same time. Doing this with the phone doesn’t work.
My phone photos are usually snapshots of life routines. Making coffee. Writing in my notebook. A pretty flower. These photos end up on my blog or on Mastodon, where I discuss these routines, which are further illustrated in the photo. Micro.blog connects to Pixelfed (as well as Mastodon, of course), so every picture on the blog also shows up on Pixelfed.social.
The better photos, the ones I take with my camera and filtered by my selection process back at home, end up on Glass. I sometimes also post those on the blog, but not always. I should do that, especially now that I have a dedicated Photos page, but the blog still feels like an “everything” place, and these Photos feel more unique. I don’t feel my photos can be viewed as “art,” but the concept of it makes sense to me. The photos on Glass are usually processed and worked on with a sense of purpose. They convey a message or a story. Roughly, one in eight shots stands out to me as “timeless,” relevant today as it would be in 50 years. These photos don’t need a blog post to stand with; they express themselves. At least, that’s how I view them, and I hope others can see them this way as well.
This brings me to the other usage of Glass: following other story-teller photographers. I love how the platform is built. I like their filtered tags, which are somewhere between too little and too much. I found several photographers whose work I enjoy looking at on Glass. While I agree with Manton that Glass is eventually a silo and should offer more sharable options, Glass is still the place for just photos and nothing else.
Meanwhile, Instagram is the exact opposite. I started posting to Instagram again about a year ago to mostly show some of my photos to family and friends, and this is also where I interact with them. I don’t like Instagram as a photo platform; it has long become a place for ads and cheap brands. People barely use it for photos as much as they use it for communication. I post to Instagram when I want to say something to a bunch of people I know; I post to Glass when a photo I take wants to say something to a bunch of strangers.
Of course, this is all a personal conceptualization of these services. Some great photographers post to their blogs regularly alongside lengthy posts. There is also the notion that what I think today is one thing, and what I’ll feel next week is another. For now, that’s how my brain makes sense of it.
September photo 📷 challenge day 2: Buildup
September photo 📷 challenge day 1: Abstract
On my way back from the coffee roaster, I took a detour with my camera. Most of the photos didn’t come out interesting; I now call those “Zoom background” photos. Here are two that I liked. 📷
Cactus test, from the kitchen window 📷.
It’s all a matter of perspective 📷.
Today’s album: “sharp mornings” 📷
Time to wake up and smell the coffee ☕. Ethiopian French roast 📷.
A short walk after work 📷. I love having this park so close, with all its flowers.
The real kings of NYC parks 📷
Today on my lunch walk there was so much yellow in front of me it made me dizzy just to take this photo… 📷
The George Washington Bridge on a foggy day. Believe it or not, this was the view from our apartment one day. I took the picture some two years ago but reworked it last night. 📷
The flowers decided to show face and enjoy the breeze. I did the same. 📷📷📷
Thanks to Micro Camp 🏕️, I learned Glass is now available on Android and the web. It’s also not as expensive as I thought it was.
Trying it out: glass.photo/jtr121 📷
View during lunch 📷
I think I’m starting to enjoy stickers more after my vacation in Italy…
📷 Captured on Prince Street, NYC.
Back Home
Being home is good. I missed my corner, my writing, and my tech. But I also miss the breakfast at the wonderful bakery down the street or going down Via Romana, where the pigeons bathe in the sunlight on the shutters 📷.
I returned with a nasty cold (negative for COVID for now) which I think I got on the airplane. My nose was constantly flowing, to the point I had to plug my nostrils with tissues. Afrin was able to cut it down to “normal bad allergy” levels.
This morning, feeling much better, I drank my cappuccino (slightly sweetened like in Italy) and wrote down my thoughts in my notebook. It will take a while before I’m “fully” back, but I was happy to feel excited about what’s ahead.
Florence is beautiful, and some areas around it look like they’re taken directly from a movie set. The wine was amazing, yet cheap and simple. I think I’m forever spoiled. The bakeries with excellent pastries for breakfast make my mouth water. The key, besides the freshness, was less sugar.
Now I plan on taking a nap (I am back to sleeping 5 hours a night), and then continue some more of my projects.
Day 8 - Copenhagen
Copenhagen also has public bathrooms on main streets and plazas, food boxes made from pure cardboard that flattens to a tray as soon as you open the cover, and dedicated bicycle lanes (with hundreds of cycles, more than cars) everywhere you go. But the thing that impressed me the most was the lack of something.
Crossing a main bridge to the heart of town, we passed over the main waterway in the middle of the capital. The air was clean and cold and we realized we don’t smell the water. The smell I grew up used to in the city and everywhere in the world was simply not there. Shocking. 📷
We’re heading home through Copenhagen. We have a connecting flight back to NYC tomorrow.
Walking around, we encountered weird metal stripes on the pavement; they reminded me of Braille. It occurred to me that’s what they are: a guide for visually impaired people who use a walking stick. Genius. 📷
We’re leaving Firenze tomorrow, and I think this is a good picture to capture a moment that will stay with me. Peace, flowers, hills of green. 📷
This was taken in one of the local wineries.
