Was at a party the other day, one of your typical Christmas affairs - glitter and tinsel everywhere, Cava, dancing to Abba, but in the corner I spot a guy, a guest at the party who came with his girlfriend, squatted taking pictures. For over an hour.
What's WRONG with you, you boring bastard? I can't stand this obsession with coming to parties, and not only taking pictures, trying to take the kind of pictures you would like to hang on your wall. Why not just, y'know, enjoy the evening (as much as possible) an keep the mental images in your head?
There are big arguments that photography isn't a valid art form, and it's because of people like this, people who do something remotely out of the ordinary and instantly have to capture it, in order to retrospectively enjoy it. You see it everywhere; mothers lying in bushes in order to get the perfect 'natural' shot of their kid playing in the leaves, or a guy hanging on the front barrier at a gig PERMANENTLY filming or snapping the band. It's great to have a couple of personal shots like these, I have one from a Tool gig that I'm particularly proud of, but if you spend your entire night/holiday/day out literallybehind a lens, you're not actually there.
The more I see this, the more I become concerned about the growing number of autistic, silent men, people who have basically given up on socialising in order to live in a virtual reality that they can believe is perfect and well ordered.
If you're this person, I don't want to see the way your iphone immortalised your last day out, I don't want to see the 400 different angles you captured the Eiffel tower from, and I definitely don't give a shit about the X times optical zoom of your Olympus D-fuckknowswhat. There comes a line where an interest in technology becomes absolutely retarded, and people seem to be streaming over this line like lemmings.
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