Yup. Takin' a stand.
Welp. This sucks. Now I hardly take any photos, plus I'm completely missing out on the nice conversations and friendships I had going on around them. The Flickr structure is clearly not set up in a similar way, and even if it were, I doubt anyone would use it that way. The Flickr interaction loop is something like this:
User 1: I HAVE A LARGE PICTURE.
User 2: I ALSO HAVE A LARGE PICTURE, SO I PUT A STAR ON THIS ONE.
User 3: I would like to include this large picture in my group called LARGE PICTURES.
User 1: *closes app*
I miss Instagram. I got a lot of casual creative satisfaction out of it, and it was a delightful communication tool. Maybe I was wrong to leave it. I think about saying "ah screw it" and starting back up into it again, but I don't really trust them. Then again, I don't trust Facebook and Google, and I still use them.
I've been using Vine, which I officially love and play with all the time. Which means that it'll only be a matter of months before Dick Costolo figures out a way to fuck it up. But for now it's wonderful, even though there aren't all that many people on it.It's a lovely video-as-tweet-burst concept. Six second films, you shoot by mashing the screen, and you edit in camera. It's awesome. Vine started as this app, but then it was acquired by Twitter, so it immediately became embedded into the worlds largest bar. This also means that the Twitter PR twats have gotten their hooks into and and are Corporate Blogging about it. Some gems:
"...we're already amazed at how a community of creators is using the new art form..." Shut up. It's not a new art form. It's cool, but let's not get crazy here.
"Strive for simplicity." Oh please shut up.
"In many ways, interface design is like film editing: if you notice it, it wasn't done well." OH FOR THE LOVE OF GOD SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP. I'm going to call Sergei Eisenstein and Edward Tufte up, bring them to your house and make them beat you senseless with copies of Alexander Nevsky and Envisioning Information, respectively.
The point is, now I can rest easy that of all my casual photos being safely protected from the marketing dipshits at InstaFacebook. But the tradeoff is that I've abandoned the commons space that I enjoyed. Thanks again, capitalism.