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waluiqi

im the photographer

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I’m the dirt

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I’m the grass

#I'm literally the photographer #the things I do for photography

nuditea

reesh

but actually tho

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There are very few pictures of my childhood. Film was expensive and I was an ugly child. Instagram that lunch and your dog doing the thing. Go for it.

lissabryan

As a history buff, I approve of “selfie culture.” We are the most visually documented generation of all time. When a person takes a selfie, they’re telling the future a story about a moment in time. Their clothing, their makeup, their hairstyle, their accessories, their pose, their background environment… Even the weather on a particular day! Every bit of that information tells a rich tale about our world.

What I wouldn’t give to have an album of Anne Boleyn’s selfies, or even just candid shots of random courtiers. I would pore over every image, as scholars do with the few paintings we have, and make guesses about their world based on items in the background, little quirks of fashion, and the relationships of people in the image.

Every day, we modern folks create a treasure-trove of information for future scholars. We never know what tiny, inconsequential detail captured by a lens will unlock a secret for a researcher. When we record ourselves, we record our culture. We write letters to the future every day. Our humor, our taboos, our social movements, even our memes. (Don’t think for a moment there won’t be a scholar one day who writes a very ponderous tome on Tumblr memes.) Anyone who scoffs and thinks they can determine what scholars of the future will find important is deluding themselves.

I once saw a Victorian picture of a young woman. She was formally posed and unsmiling. But written on the back was a small verse. “Those in the future, look upon this, and know in this moment, I was happy.” That always haunted me. So, yes, I like looking upon your images today and knowing you’re happy in a particular moment. (After all, that’s what life is, a series of moments.) Capture them. Remember them. Smile when you look back on them. And know that someday, your message may touch someone you’ll never meet.

tattoosbyanya

A large chunk of my childhood went undocumented because we didn’t have a camera. So ages like 8 to maybe 15 there are no pictures of me, which I’m bummed about. I’m all for selfies and tons of pictures, I love looking at them and comparing how things have changed

flutiebear

Over the past week I’ve gone through 15 years of photos trying to find good pictures, any pictures of my best friend, who passed away at the end of July. I found 49. 49 photos for fifteen years. I was heartbroken, even more than I already am.

Please, please, please take pictures of yourselves. Take pictures of yourselves with friends. Take pictures of yourselves with family. Take pictures of just you. Take pictures of yourselves doing remarkable things, or mediocre things, or nothing at all. Just take pictures of yourselves. Because one day they will be precious to those you leave behind, and no matter how many you take, they will always, always be far too few in number.

theriversdaughter

There are only 3 baby pictures of me, because my parents had to move an infant, a Great Pyrenees, a half-breed Maine Coon, 2 adults, and a few items in a Volkswagon Beetle from Vermont to Florida, and the box of photos didn’t fit. Instagram the FUCK out of that shit, kids. ALL OF IT. I don’t even care. Don’t lose your history.