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One of the things about smartphones is the capacity to take tens of thousands of photographs. Of course, it’s very handy having an excellent camera that is with you all the time. I dumped my Canon SLR years ago because I didn’t see the point of carting it around with me when I already had a smaller version in my pocket. It’s not like I had any illusions about being a photographer.
How well I remember the football games where Nicktor would be carrying his camera with all the special extra bits of kit in his backpack. He would spend most of the game watching digitally through his various lenses rather than live.
The problem is, however, that one winds up carrying around a plethora of images that will never be looked at again. There are also doubles, triples even quadruples of images just to make sure the photograph is what you want to never look at again.
I take multiple photographs myself. Mostly, I take photos for this blog, so I will take a few to make sure I managed to get what I wanted. Quite often I’ll take a load of photos and wind up not using any of them because I write about something else. Generally I’ll delete them the next day.
I’ll also take photos of things I find especially quirky, but never find a context to post them. Like this image I took in the toilet at Två Små Svin at brunch, the other day.
That’s one fat and funky tap!
Anyway, that’s a very roundabout way of saying that I spent quite a bit of time today moving and deleting photographs from my phone. The ones worth keeping, I transferred across to an external hard drive that I have attached to my laptop. The ones not worth keeping…well, I deleted them, obviously.
I didn’t record how many photos I had before I started this purge but, before I went to bed, I had reduced the number considerably. It felt like I’d achieved something. Now I can start filling it up again.
I should add that this post highlights just how little I actually did today.
