How private is too private? If I told you I was a pretty private person, I'm pretty sure you wouldn't believe me. My brother has recently been upset with me about taking pictures of him and posting them on Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, this blog... (I think you get the picture). His argument was that he didn't want everyone knowing what he was doing or where he was.
It got me to thinking about all my pictures and posts on not only this blog, but Facebook as well. When I'm on vacation I'm mostly taking pictures because well, number one I love taking pictures. But the pictures I love the most are just the random ones of random moments. Posed pictures, to me, aren't the best ones. It's the ones where the subject doesn't know you're taking their picture (they're happy and relaxed or maybe just relaxed). Posting pictures on Facebook/Twitter is just to keep up with my photos with the added bonus of family and friends being able to keep up with what's going on.
I'm not 100% certain why I feel the need to keep up a blog or why other people do either. But I do know that it's nice to be writing again (even if it's not fiction... I still have a dream of being a novelist). The idea of everyone (including people I don't know) knowing where I am at all times is a little creepy (I agree with my brother on that). But when I'm on a vacation, it's nice to "check in" places so that when I'm older I can look back and see where I've been. I used to always try and keep souvenirs from every place we stopped on vacations (I wanted to make scrapbooks with them). But I would always get home with loads of scrap paper and never do anything with them. So Facebook and Instagram have become my albums and scrapbooks, I guess.
And even when my brother gets super mad, I'm still going to take pictures because you never know when you'll get another chance, every moment is precious. Maybe when he gets older he'll understand, but if not I'll still be his annoying older sister with her camera/iphone taking pictures at every turn (until he gets too mad... then I'll stop).
Will giving me a lecture about taking his picture!
But I wanted to document his beard (and mustache)!
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