i’ve never felt that i needed an audience. used to consider myself shy. hated playing little league as it was just you in front of all those people watching. wrestling was even worse. imagine that i’m not anywhere near alone with this either.

why is it then the deeper you delve into creative work that it tends to find a public venue or need to find a way out beyond yourself. i’m not actively putting out stuff 24/7. do a ton of image taking + more just for me. but curiously enough, heading into nyc last week my iphone completely died. a problem on it’s own though not really a big deal as i have it backed up weekly + sync with mobile me.

what did chap me – the pictures. nothing ground breaking but oh the moments, gone for good. such a pisser + there’s no way around it. not even an early am visit to the flagship 5th ave store could salvage a few mbs of imagery. recent hipstamatic advances – done. sfo + lax – toast. fam on the beach – finito.

i knew this going into it + yet i can’t seem to let it go. i want those images back. those pixels are mine. they need to be (1) saved + (2) shared. why such a strong desire to go public? why the need to take these pictures in the first place?

now that we have access to cameras on our person nearly 24/7 it’s altered the landscape of what we can + are willing to do. i can’t believe how wholly i’ve been sucked in…. or conversely found a ripe outlet.