I got a coffee the other day and the guy said 'the soy is the angry one' and I thought, too right!
So I turned my frown upside down. And the segue to the subject of this blog is... missing...
(Hang on, I worked one out, this is a photo I instantly put on instagram instead of my blog.)
I've had a blog since the days they were called "web logs". A geek friend coded me one in 2002.
I loved this outlet, I could get my pics and dorky poems out to the world!
10 years later... with a bucket more wrinkles and cynicism... ;-)
I'm weathered by the changes of the interweb world!
There are now countless ways to get the pics and poems out there. Facebook, Instagram, Twitter... I am a mere dot in an ocean of voices.
It's mostly pics and a handful of characters... you don't see so many essays online these days! or if they are there, not sure who's making the time to read them.
Social media has come and met me with all its tools and everyone's joined in!
However my blog suffers because it's like getting on a dinosaur with a message in a bottle to throw into the milky way... cooooeeeee??
Yes, anyone, anywhere can see it without being a 'friend' on my various social media channels... but is that more valuable than me speaking with my 600 friends (some long lost) on facebook?
Or the 150 followers on my instagram?
And then there's the feedback, the instagratification! Yep, I just coined that (and I'm not going to google it to discover I wasn't the first!) I know that mostly someone is gonna say hi when I put up a pic.
Just one pic or one sentence can mean a whole dialogue.
Here I can write paragraphs and it meets silence.
So what to do? I am learning to accept that the blog is less populated, quieter, it is still read by some.
And that this is just the way its evolved. Can't fight it or myself actually.
So today, which just so happens to see me sitting on a comfy bed in Melbourne celebrating my birthday with the company of tiny tweets from birds in a fig tree, I will blog some instagram pics that if you are following me will be "old news" but if not will be seemingly fresh.
I have decided to be okay about blogging my social media activities because I'd like to curate some of it.
Travels in Instagram - a wonderful tool and reason to pause and frame
In my own community of Fremantle we share the excitement of what goes on.
Like when we're having a glitter themed party, we tease people with what's to come!
And I joke about the sign that the party was well and truly over.
When I travel then things seem far more visually interesting. Like my Adelaide backyard.
And Melbourne in all it's cruddy imperfect perfectness with countless vivid stories.
One of the keys to photography is showcasing a view that might be overlooked
And framing a contrast in colour, texture and meaning
But it's mostly about laughs!
A sea of grugs? or A bon jovi wig burial site?
[current mood] Cocoa, Date & Nut treats & Sufjan Stevens again