tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56720169430222565022024-03-13T12:06:47.451+01:00Across Ø/Öresundkristinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13445907761440920131noreply@blogger.comBlogger251125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672016943022256502.post-25359101528264103182013-05-24T10:15:00.001+02:002013-05-24T10:15:16.418+02:00facebook and the dilution of the blogosphere: what does this make you think of?<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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it may have seemed like i forgot about posting a response to your post about <a href="http://www.acrossoresund.com/2013/04/crafting-what-does-this-make-you-think.html">crafting and the urge to share</a>, but i hadn't. i've been carrying it with me, mulling it over for weeks. i think that urge to share, especially on my blog, used to be stronger. nearly an uncontrollable need. i fear that facebook has diluted that. i can share something interesting there quickly and with less fuss than opening a new blog post, uploading a photo, setting a link. facebook is the easy route and i choose it far too often. i think facebook, twitter, instagram and pinterest have significantly changed the face of blogging. these days, there are far fewer comments on blog posts and fewer blog posts in general. many of the bloggers i used to follow seem to have quit blogging altogether. but they haven't stopped sharing - we're still interacting on facebook, instagram and twitter. and facebook dilutes even those, because i'll admit that i mostly favorite instagram photos when i see them on facebook, not on actual instagram. now that facebook owns instagram, i imagine they'll integrate it so a <i>like</i> on facebook equals a <i>heart</i> on instagram, but as far as i can see, they're not there yet.<br />
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i don't know what impact google+ will eventually have. i think their recent redesign is a good step and i'd love it if it came to replace facebook (mostly because i have the feeling that google is less evil than zuckerberg). that might be wishful thinking on both counts. i find that if i actually want to be able to find a link to something interesting again, i still blog it or put it up on g+ rather than on FB, with their endless redesigns and rejigging of how you can see content and their lack of searchability within one's own timeline. sharing on facebook is like dumping something into a black hole - you may never see it again.<br />
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all of this said, i think that still, when i have something really awesome that i (or sabin) made, i still want to share it on my blog. that desire is strong - to preserve it there, even if just for myself and the sake of my own memory, but also to share it with those who read/look. strangely it still seems like there are plenty of readers, but they seldom comment anymore. i'm guilty of the same. i'd say that's a product of us all reading via flipboard or feedly or whatever app on our various devices. i know that the thought of writing out a comment on my iPhone or iPad screen stops me many times from leaving anything of substance, so often i don't comment at all.<br />
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it's interesting to see how and where this is all evolving. and how technologies take us places we had never imagined.<br />
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I think you're absolutely right about <a href="http://acrossoresund.blogspot.se/2013/03/contentment-what-does-this-make-you.html" target="_blank">food being the new social currency</a>; it's strange that something we make for ourselves suddenly becomes everyone's business. the mix of social currency and contentment made me think of crafting: I made the two paper balls in the photo, and I was really satisfied that I managed to follow the instructions and finish them. however, as soon as they were finished, I get this urge to take photos of them and share - what's that about? why is the personal feeling of contentment not enough; why do we need others to see and acknowledge what we're doing?<br />
I do enjoy crafting very much - it's really pleasing to do something so concrete and tangible. but I wonder about the urge to display it - is it something innate to humans, or is it a by-product of our digital age?kristinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13445907761440920131noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672016943022256502.post-71764939215204016072013-03-24T15:20:00.001+01:002013-03-24T15:20:41.118+01:00contentment: what does this make you think of?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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i've been pondering your theory on the food shots. it strikes me that food is the new social currency. people show who they are through food and instagram and the ubiquity of smart phones make it easy. daily cappuccinos and healthy, organic salads present a picture of us that matches the one we'd like to send to the world. so send it we do.<br />
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i'm largely a failed food photographer. i can't seem to master the ennui of the empty plate with only a few remaining crumbs and a sad fork and the light is just too bad in this house for proper shots of the food before anyone has eaten any (case in point above). but food remains, for me, the way to happiness. my most contented moments are in the kitchen, making food that will be served to guests.<br />
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so i'd say that photos of food make me think of contentment, laughter, happiness and friends....<i>hygge</i>.julochkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10884096685015570257noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672016943022256502.post-77408146535158155242013-03-12T19:06:00.002+01:002013-03-12T19:08:34.474+01:00food shots: what does this make you think of?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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your words <a href="http://acrossoresund.blogspot.se/2013/02/feathers-what-does-this-make-you-think.html" target="_blank">"a story waiting to happen"</a> for some reason made me think of instagram, and food shots. I have this idea that we take lots of food shots and photos like that, because the rules around photographing people are getting stricter and stricter. people you don't know will not be delighted when you take their picture - quite the opposite: they will probably be suspicious and wonder where that photo will end up, and if it will be photoshopped to make them look bad. well then, take photos of the people you know? that's not unproblematic either. I personally feel uncomfortable publishing photos of people I know, if I don't have their explicit permission. hence, the food shots, in which a story is implied, but the main characters are missing.</div>
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with 30 chickens running around on the property, my life is littered with left behind feathers. i always feel there's something a bit forlorn about them, caught on a bit of a twig or lying on the ground, proof that a bird passed by, but silent as to the rest of the story. did a fox come by, did a cat try to grab it (that doesn't work, the cats get well and truly scolded), was one rooster fighting with another? you can't tell, just from one simple feather. a trace of a chicken, left behind, a story waiting to happen if you're willing to take a closer look.julochkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10884096685015570257noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672016943022256502.post-58247645234611496772013-02-16T22:45:00.000+01:002013-02-16T22:45:17.165+01:00traces: what does this make you think of?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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your photo and your words were about motion, and how things are moving so fast. this made me think of the traces that are left behind. in this photo, there are the footsteps, but also the softer lines made by the waves. on the beach traces are created, erased and mixed together. if you always sit in one spot on your sofa, you will change the sofa and it will tell a part of your story. what if you always say the same things - will that leave a trace?<br />
what does this make you think of?kristinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13445907761440920131noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672016943022256502.post-38164157771387971082013-02-11T12:55:00.000+01:002013-02-11T12:55:10.538+01:00motion: what does this make you think of?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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kristina, i've been mulling over your photo since you posted it. because aside from the light, which as you rightly said, is a preoccupation in these latitudes, what it made me think of was motion. and how fast things - light, life, winter, everything really - seems to be going. i was reminded again this morning of motion as i attempted to photograph baby bunnies on the bed. because if there's anything that's in motion, it's 3-week-old baby bunnies. they're just learning how to hop and pop around and it was pretty difficult to catch them holding still.<br />
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so now it's your turn, what does this make you think of?julochkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10884096685015570257noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672016943022256502.post-6157050856832853182013-02-06T21:34:00.001+01:002013-02-06T21:34:28.326+01:00a new start: what does this make you think of?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
it's been almost two years since we posted here, but we haven't forgotten about our project. we just needed some new inspiration, and sometimes that takes a while. today, we're starting a new series, based on the question 'what does this make you think of?'. our plan is to play an association game, moving from photo to photo and from story to story. so, here we go!</div>
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I'm starting with something we talk about incessantly: light. beautiful light, bad light, no light, more light - light is constantly on my mind. winters here are long and dark. summers are bittersweet, since I know that at the height of the summer, light is already retreating. when I was out taking a walk this weekend, the sun suddenly broke through the clouds and I said to my husband: 'julochka would have said: what's that big blazing ball of fire in the sky?!'.<br />
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julochka: what does this make you think of?<br />
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ps julochka is still blogging <a href="http://www.julochka.com/" target="_blank">here</a>. I'm now blogging <a href="http://www.sensinglight.com/" target="_blank">here</a>.kristinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13445907761440920131noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672016943022256502.post-45397410947840380072011-02-20T19:50:00.001+01:002011-02-20T19:50:39.139+01:00flowers on film<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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canon AE-1 program, fujichrome T64 film, cross-processed<br />
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this month, we're doing an homage to <a href="http://wordstoshootby.blogspot.com/">words to shoot by</a> - one of our favorite photo blogs.julochkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10884096685015570257noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672016943022256502.post-21476284172515753172010-12-25T19:38:00.000+01:002010-12-27T21:28:32.543+01:00on the twenty-fifth day of christmas<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OCyuVnCVWW4/TRj2i9ykhXI/AAAAAAAAN4E/W1yxAZls5RM/s1600/dec.+25.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OCyuVnCVWW4/TRj2i9ykhXI/AAAAAAAAN4E/W1yxAZls5RM/s800/dec.+25.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">merry christmas one and all!</div>julochkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10884096685015570257noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672016943022256502.post-84251884426887084282010-12-24T19:38:00.001+01:002010-12-27T21:26:35.852+01:00on the twenty-fourth day of christmas<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OCyuVnCVWW4/TRj2MKX6pYI/AAAAAAAAN4A/evC81wYJuNM/s1600/dec.+24.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OCyuVnCVWW4/TRj2MKX6pYI/AAAAAAAAN4A/evC81wYJuNM/s800/dec.+24.jpg" /></a></div>julochkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10884096685015570257noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672016943022256502.post-75556534949874261382010-12-23T23:14:00.000+01:002010-12-23T23:14:55.965+01:00on the twenty-third day of christmas<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OCyuVnCVWW4/TRPJp8w_t7I/AAAAAAAAN3I/sT5qM3SSm7I/s1600/dec.+23.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OCyuVnCVWW4/TRPJp8w_t7I/AAAAAAAAN3I/sT5qM3SSm7I/s800/dec.+23.jpg" /></a></div>julochkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10884096685015570257noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672016943022256502.post-58506748183627511592010-12-23T17:41:00.000+01:002010-12-23T17:41:35.314+01:00on the twenty-second day of christmas<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OCyuVnCVWW4/TRN7jlRDTDI/AAAAAAAAN2c/CEDUDqiU8Bs/s1600/dec.+22.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OCyuVnCVWW4/TRN7jlRDTDI/AAAAAAAAN2c/CEDUDqiU8Bs/s800/dec.+22.jpg" /></a></div>julochkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10884096685015570257noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672016943022256502.post-74747785346938688202010-12-21T22:31:00.000+01:002010-12-21T22:31:42.615+01:00on the twenty-first day of christmas<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OCyuVnCVWW4/TREcjL15Z1I/AAAAAAAAN2M/OljJC5KU8IM/s1600/dec.+21.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OCyuVnCVWW4/TREcjL15Z1I/AAAAAAAAN2M/OljJC5KU8IM/s800/dec.+21.jpg" /></a></div>julochkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10884096685015570257noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5672016943022256502.post-41938038729750004182010-12-21T13:47:00.000+01:002010-12-21T13:47:45.084+01:00on the twentieth day of christmas<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OCyuVnCVWW4/TRChvqD3IkI/AAAAAAAAN2A/mK57GmaePnA/s1600/dec.+20.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OCyuVnCVWW4/TRChvqD3IkI/AAAAAAAAN2A/mK57GmaePnA/s800/dec.+20.jpg" /></a></div>julochkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10884096685015570257noreply@blogger.com1