It has been a minute since I last visited world-street.photography. My intent of my return wasn’t that of a prodigal son coming home to share his successes as he returned from a weary journey through the big scary world. I logged into the site with the intention of deleting my account. No, world-street.photography did not offend nor do anything wrong. My decision had little to do with the site and everything to do with me. I am stuck. I am stuck thinking that I need social media for art. I am stuck spending time looking at what others are doing and creating. I am stuck reading about how to make art. I am stuck watching “10 mistakes all photographers make,” on youTube. I decided to cut my ties with the internet companies that want to show me snarky shirts, cool socks, and bad ass widgets that I end up buying. I don’t fault Facebook or Instagram for marketing to me. I agreed to the terms of service, I knew what I was getting into. I fault myself for believing that I need all the crap. I decided that I want to make art. I want to write stories that entertain.
After logging into the site I looked through the photos I uploaded. I remembered every one. Most of the photos were from an annual San Francisco trip my wife and I take the weekend before Valentines day. I smiled remembering the vacation. Looking at the photos I quickly looked for the delete button. Not the button to delete the account, but the delete button to remove photos. I deleted 88 of the 98 photos I uploaded three years ago. Three years ago my criteria to share photos was more liberal. So liberal that if it was in focus and it had a subject, it made the final cut. While searching for the delete button I enjoyed photographs from other artists and reading interviews. By the time I found the delete button I made up my mind, I want to participate in the world-street.photography community.
I don’t need social media to share my work. I don’t have to share my work. I love art. I love to look at art. I love to create art. I love to talk about art. I don’t spend as much time as I would like creating art. So I concluded, “Remove from your photo.” I do it with my art, I need to apply the principle to my life. Remove the bull shit that does not tell the story of me and of the life I want. So I’m here for now. I will see if this helps me as an artist to share my work and to help those who can use my help. I am grateful that Guido and everyone else who takes the time to keep world-street.photography alive.