To change things up on the blog I thought I’d start a weekly post to share my thoughts on photography. The industry, the art, gear, people, whatever, just a little weekly insight into how I perceive my (and our) world.
So rather than easing myself in with a quaint gear review, I’m hitting the ground running (oh and don’t worry I’ll explain the Jack Bauer too) . . . . . . . .
The real life printed photograph.
I’m sure that anyone whom I’ve chatted to over a coffee or two may have heard this rant/lecture before from me but I’ll ask my lead question again;
When was the last time you printed some of your work, for yourself? When did you last hold and feel a real photograph?
The world of digital has been and still is a revolution to our craft, but for most of the images captures the final form it will take is a bunch of 1’s and 0’s on a hard drive and being shown on a monitor. Admittedly this is a brilliant method for sharing your work to hundreds if not thousands of viewers around the world, something that is impossible to do instantly with the printed form. Remember when everything you shot was printed, you probably still have most of it in a shoebox under the bed or at the back of a cupboard. A good friend recently told me a story about him finding an old battered biscuit tin belonging to his Grandparents full of old photographs, handwritten letters and journals from his Grandfather to his Grandmother. This was shortly after they had sadly passed away and he’d never seen many of the items inside before, yet they told the most beautiful story of his Grandparents early history, their courtship and life together. A story which he was able to relive, and a history he could feel in his hands.
Now imagine our future, or the future of our children. Our battered biscuit tin is probably the hard drive of the computer you’re sat at while reading this. Those precious little black & white photographs are a stream of 1’s and 0’s, those handwritten love letters are probably deleted emails or SMS messages and that journal is probably just your iCal or Outlook calendar. I imagine that isn’t going to bring about the same amount of emotion, that’s if the data is still intact and in a readable format a few years down the line.
So please, back up your data multiple times in more than one location but just in case Jack Bauer can’t stop the next EMP worldwide data corrupting attack, print some photographs today.