You ever get that nausea when you have too much of a good thing, like candy corn? (which is actually just one. One piece of candy corn.)
I’ve been feeling that way on and off about my smartphone for months. Really the internet in general – I work on the internet, albeit not the Dave Chappelle way – but the smartphone is the root of the overdose.
The first was this striking video that really hit me hard. What’s it like to live in a world where you forget your phone at home for the day?
I’ve felt this way around friends who are worse than I am at phone attention disorder. It sucks, but in my case I’ve dealt with it for an hour or two. The feelings this video conjures up… actually appalling.
The second was this NYTimes article – Step Away From the Phone! – that basically asked a bunch of hot shot public/corporate fashion personalities how they have cut down on their smartphone use, or attempted to reign it in with sneaky tricks. Like:
- Leave it in a bucket by the door when you come home.
- Set an 11pm curfew.
- Don’t take it to bed.
- First one to look at their phone pays for drinks.
And the third, was of course, the recent Louis CK bit on Conan. Louis has spoken about the evil of smartphones in the past, but he really hit home with relating it to why he doesn’t get his kids phones, despite the fact that “all the other stupid kids have them.” (Therein lies the problem.)
Also, he’s generally hilarious.
So how does someone who works in pseudo-hi tech, sometimes writing for mobile app companies, drastically cut down on smartphone use?
I have a few thoughts… meanwhile, happy to hear yours.
Literally street art.
Did you know yarn bombing – or graffiti knitting – is a thing?
Taken in Tel Aviv, near Nachalat Binyamin.
Week 38: Mechanical
Fun theme. I thought about it all week and then was suddenly inspired this morning… So, what is it?
Week 37: What is it?
Furry desert? Really bad backne? Or…?
Living in a small town doesn’t afford me a lot of interesting, different, fun street photography opportunities, but we do have plenty of running here. Lots of running.
Week 36: Shoot from the Hip
You got it.
Experienced quite the strong Oedipus Complex of a 4-year old… (I officially apologize to both AP English and Psychology 101 for the doubt).
After sleeping in my bed with me last night, Koala decided:
“Ima, I want to be the abba again tonight and sleep with you.”
“But I sleep with Abba!”
“I want to be an Abba.”
“So get married.”
“I am married.” Looks at his sister.
“Great, so you sleep with Bebe and I sleep with Abba.”
All of a sudden… he’s wailing as if he’s been thrown into this emotional hell of pain and rejection… “But I want to be the abba with you…”
So huz let him walk a few steps in an abba’s underpants.
(Maybe huz ought to keep one eye open while asleep tonight).
This is an example of a last minute idea that I actually am pretty happy with. It was a little awkward because I had to be my own model and hold the camera and use the forward-facing side so the picture is grainy, though I kinda think the graininess works with the topic.
Another idea I had wanted to do but definitely couldn’t be my own model and take the pic: the plug end of earbuds in a forearm, the cable as IV cord, the mp3 player as IV drip bag.
Week 35: Music
Music: You might be doing it wrong.