100 days of Flickr
Certainly, there’s never any shortage of things to blog about. Pick up a newspaper, turn on the telly or even go for a walk and it’s a pretty good bet that there will be something that will push my outrage levels up from their background state of about 30% of outrage well into the red (quite an achievement to keep things in the visible spectrum I think). At the moment the trees are turning and it’s a gorgeous time to walk through the park. I could do that and try by best to describe the glorious golds and ambers of the autumn and how walking on a carpet of fallen leaves makes the same sort of scrunching noise you would expect from balling up paper with a poem about autumn written on it and flinging it into the bin. The post would probably end with a rant about dog poo.
In order to counter this predictability I wanted, for the next 100 days, to write 100 words a day based on a totally random image. I’d go to Flickr, click on the ‘uploaded in the last minute’ photograph and write 100 words on it. A story inspired by it, or an observation, or maybe just a whole load of questions. Maybe even caption it, like a photo and accompanying piece in a newspaper or magazine. At some point I fully intended to be faced with having to mock somebody’s wedding photographs or make hil-hairy-arse bestiality comments about pet photographs.
So day one, I go on line and the first photograph is this one:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/39909087@N03/4061342088/
It’s from this person’s photostream:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/39909087@N03/
and has, basically, derailed the whole thing. First of all I feel like some sort of cross between a groomer and a stalker for looking at pictures of an adolescent girl who appears to be either in some medical facility or an eccentrically furnished home. Also, writing anything about that could not possibly be as interesting as the truth. Finally, inventing things about women is a great way to start a career not as a lovable Walter Mitty style character but the sort of fellow you see eventually being banged up for breaking into Meryl Streep’s house and insisting that you have been secretly married to her for years.
If it had been a picture of a sulky looking kid standing outside Graceland, I’d be up to 2,000 words by now, so one way or another, I don’t think I’ll be pursuing the idea.
In order to counter this predictability I wanted, for the next 100 days, to write 100 words a day based on a totally random image. I’d go to Flickr, click on the ‘uploaded in the last minute’ photograph and write 100 words on it. A story inspired by it, or an observation, or maybe just a whole load of questions. Maybe even caption it, like a photo and accompanying piece in a newspaper or magazine. At some point I fully intended to be faced with having to mock somebody’s wedding photographs or make hil-hairy-arse bestiality comments about pet photographs.
So day one, I go on line and the first photograph is this one:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/39909087@N03/4061342088/
It’s from this person’s photostream:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/39909087@N03/
and has, basically, derailed the whole thing. First of all I feel like some sort of cross between a groomer and a stalker for looking at pictures of an adolescent girl who appears to be either in some medical facility or an eccentrically furnished home. Also, writing anything about that could not possibly be as interesting as the truth. Finally, inventing things about women is a great way to start a career not as a lovable Walter Mitty style character but the sort of fellow you see eventually being banged up for breaking into Meryl Streep’s house and insisting that you have been secretly married to her for years.
If it had been a picture of a sulky looking kid standing outside Graceland, I’d be up to 2,000 words by now, so one way or another, I don’t think I’ll be pursuing the idea.
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