Visually exhausted

I draw pleasure from looking at photographs that are interesting, but do not draw pleasure from the multitude of run-of-the-mill photographs that are pervasive on the inter webs.

The problem is not that we are still producing one photo after another. The problem is that "we" are sharing and showing every darn one of them!

So as I see it, the root cause of the problem boils down to failure to tightly edit ones own work and only show the best work.

I use both Flickr and Tumblr, but with different purposes. My Flickr account is where I dump all kinds of pictures, some just of "snapshot" quality. This is for sharing my immediate family's experiences with the rest of the family and friends who do not live near us. My Tumblr is reserved for only pictures that I think are interesting and go at least one step above snapshot quality.

The decline of editing is found in every medium- everyone can now be a published author, with no effective filters in place to block the noise.

There used to be derision for 'vanity presses', but in their attacks on conventional publishers, Amazon has elevated that model to be the new normal. It's true that important voices may be heard now that wouldn't have found a platform in the past, but speaking for myself, I no longer hear much of anything.

Randy
 
Lots of people here have interesting responses. It seems to me that in the volume of images that we look at, we become quite used to not looking at images carefully and considerately. Knowing what questions to ask the photograph, and actually asking those questions, is when things, such as photographs, become interesting beyond the immediate aesthetic component. The problem seems to me that we become so accustomed to not asking those questions, even though we may know what types of questions to ask. We hurry over everything in order to see everything, when, in fact, we don't actually enjoy, well, much of anything. I think this enjoyment has something to do with deliberate and intentional interaction....which takes time. There is a reason why PhDs spend so much time working on one seemingly small thing....there are so many questions to ask!!!
 
In the end, it's all about cycles...

In the end, it's all about cycles...

"The beauty is in the eye of the beholder" as they say.

Men are very moment- or emotion-based species, there are times we look something exceptionally carefully, be it a single photo, or very briefly skip through lots of them. In the digital age photography being the most common hobby on Earth - certainly there's an utterly overwhelming amount of photos in the World today, more than ever before since they don't just dissapear they keep growing while old ones stay, as time goes on it gets harder not to get tired of it all.

Obviously a very (or better: extremely-) selective vewing helps - i.e. in my case I've nearly fully given up digital these days, since I really did get so bored with digital photos despite I was a very pro-digital some years ago. This sounds ignorant to most, but I've taken "less is more" stance in life and this way I've filtered out easily over 99.99% of the amount of photos already to "borrow" that precious time and be able to focus more on single images. I do keep an open eye and occasionally sweep through various exceptionally gifted digital creators to broaden my own ideas when I seek new ideas I cannot find in the analogue domain.

Still there are times when I cannot take it anymore - motorcycles or music is my sanctuary then. There are times when I throw all my photo gear into shelf, put the film into deep freeze and just forget it all for months in row. Instead I go out riding, or in winters play my bass guitar or program new sonics on my analog polyphonic synthesizer, create soundscapes that I get lost into. If getting tired of creating music I switch on my tube amp and play a nice vinyl record - eraise every image or visual conception in my head and obtain new sonical inspirations or directions.

And when tired of the sonical world - I return to visual photography. Repeat. I guess life goes in cycles afterall :)
 
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