I love these terrible, unfocused pictures of us laughing. These are always the best.
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One of my friends was talking to me yesterday about photography and how important composition was in conveying messages to viewers. He said that photographs should have meanings, that pictures of feet and Tumblr-ish photos didn’t really say much.
I agree, but only to some point. Photography is an art, and all art has meaning in some way. But one of the primary functions of art is to attract the senses. Aesthetics is just as important as meaning - the paintings we hang on our walls are just as much meant for decoration as they are for portraying some social condition. So what if some photos are “just” Tumblr-worthy? Do they really have less worth than the covers of National Geographic? What about the Dadaists — their work had no meaning (supposedly), but why are they still considered art?
This was taken 26 months ago when I attempted the 52 weeks project, and failed even harder with my 365. Honestly, I don’t recall what the thought process behind this picture so immediately, I don’t care for it. Other people might find something in it that they can identify with so it’s okay if they choose to consume it as art.
Ultimately, art is subjective. We may have strong opinions about certain types of art, music, and literature; but we cannot force these opinions on others. We should just let them enjoy whatever it is they find visually satisfying. If they think Terry Richardson is an awesome photographer, that’s cool. If they happen to enjoy Nickelback, good for them and even better for Chad Kroeger. And if they couldn’t read past the first chapter of Harry Potter and The Sorcerer’s Stone, it doesn’t make them an uncultured muggle (unless they don’t read at all - that’s different); they just might be into other books. It is pointless arguing about these things because, unlike politics and religion, thinking Picasso is kind of overrated does not hurt anybody*.
*Anybody who claims their feelings are hurt are probably just being dramatic, and they will probably stop caring about your opinion after five minutes.
Empire State Building
Meet the first model of my new-ish external flash. Pika!