Our live are all recorded online – essentially fully, to the smallest detail. Although a lot of this might be done against our will – or without our knowledge, such as the vast databases Google and Facebook have on us all – most of our online presence is just posted. It’s funny how my generation moans of our loss of privacy, and then turns around and Instagrams a picture or sends a Facebook update.
Not that I’m any better, or my friends are any different. I just opened my Instagram app on my phone to find out that my friend, whose moving to LA, has now successfully made it to the Texan desert. I barely use Instagram, and even though I don’t participate in the “Instagram my life!” school of thought, someone could tell a lot about me from the pictures I’ve taken.
This idea of documenting your entire life online is a little creepy (if not also beautiful); however, it also enabled Lucas Otero to make that stunning movie of an entire life cycle as documented through Instagram – overuse of color filters obviously included. Now I’m just a little offended he didn’t source any of the photos I took of my time in Turkey.
If you so desire, you can follow me on Instagram @dooster. I promise none of my photos are particularly worthwhile, and all the color filters are over done.