I have been blogging for some time – not forever, but for a while, off and on.
During that time, I have put some pictures of myself on my blog – not often, but once in a while.
Here’s one, for instance.
That one is pretty old. Don’t remember those glasses frames at all.
Here’s another one.
Kinda the same. Fuzzy, out of focus. Ephemeral.
I really like those photos, because I really took them. That is really (or was) my computer in each of those photos. And I really took each of those photos with the (really cheap) camera that was attached to that particular computer at that particular time. Those photos are therein, I like to believe, authentic.
Now I am doing this blog. And somebody wants me to have my picture on this blog. A marketing person, I think. I don’t know who exactly.
So Harold Baquet, our University photographer and a person I admire, was assigned to take my photo, and, per his assignment, that is what Harold did.
I posed for Harold. (It’s my own fault, really; I didn’t have to pose for Harold.) So now I have a photo that is technologically and aesthetically superior to my old photos, and, since the truth will be told, I really don’t like my new photo.
My new photo, in comparison to my old photos, is more official and less authentic. It looks and feels fake. I think it is fake.
I said as much to Harold. I said that photos posed and framed like the photos posed and framed on this blog – nice photos – would probably better go on a mantle or in a brochure or on a website that was trying to sell somebody something rather than on a website where somebody was just trying to tell the truth and be authentic now and again, off and on.
I don’t know if Harold agreed with me or not. I really don’t think the marketing person agreed with me at all – because, well, there’s the photo.
So what do you do?
You try to tell the truth a little, off and on, now and again. You try to be authentic.
That is what new technology is supposed to help you do, right?