Digital Manifestations

I don’t have a iPhone and didn’t care too much about owning one, till some of my favorite bloggers and tweeps starting using Instagram earlier this year. Now I want one specifically to use that app! But alas, such a purchase is not in my financial future, so I will just have to ignore my obsession.*

When hipstamatic was all the craze last year, I recall coming across debate in the photography community about the further demise of “analog” photography through hipstamatic’s shortcut of mimicry of lenses and development processes. What I didn’t hear much of was these apps’ mimicry of photographic prints, and not even fine art lab-created prints, but drugstore and 1-hour photomat snapshots of the mid-to-late 20th century that serve as a visual reference point for most people, whether as lived memory or family history. Do we still inherently long for arts/culture/folklife/documentation solely produced and exhibited in the digital realm to be rendered physically? Why?


*King Of The Hill, Season 1, Episode 5: “Luanne’s Saga”

HANK: Luanne, sometimes life throws you a curve ball. Now there’s two ways you can deal with it. You can cry — and that’s the path you’ve chosen — or you can not cry.
LUANNE: How do you not cry?
HANK: Well, instead of letting it out, try holding it in. Every time you have a feeling, just stick it into a little pit inside your stomach and never let it out.
LUANNE (trying it): Are you supposed to have a pain under your rib?
HANK: Yes. That’s natural. The body doesn’t want to swallow its emotions. But now you go ahead and put that pain inside your stomach too.
LUANNE: I think it’s workin’, Uncle Hank. I feel sick, but not sad.

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