It used to be the Sunday morning rush, tidying up the front-room, sweeping, dusting, plumping up cushions. Guests would arrive soon and we had to present them with an acceptable environment, avoid post-visit gossip.
It is every day now, having guests coming into the digital front rooms of Instagram, Facebook, Twitter and all the others.
Eyes are greedy and attention flickers between the best-looking vase in the house filled up with fresh flowers, always fresh, and a small unidentifiable shiny object.
Glass of wine or cup of coffee, a couple of books, immaculate surroundings, good lighting provided by a smartphone's camera.
Does it matter that this camera is equipped with something called High Dynamic Range (HDR)? Oh well, it does. Unruly pixels and impossible contrasts are tamed into a picture that looks good, forever.
Is this Feng shui in tidbits? Faced with the impossibility of clearing the mess in every nook and cranny of life, we may find comfort in posting beautiful photos.
I draw the line at images of food though. Going to a restaurant and feeling ecstatic in front of an artistically arranged dish does not justify taking a snapshot. It's someone else's window-dressing.
Comments
Post a Comment