Photographs Of Myself
Why do people show you photographs of events that you were at? I never get this one. You go and visit people and out come the snaps of the last time you were there like two months before. Most of the time, they are pictures of you being round someone’s house doing nothing. And sometimes in the corner of the photo I can see a pile of photos which I was looking at when the photo was taken.
Unless I am establishing an alibi or there are ghostly apparitions hovering next to me, I’m not too bothered at seeing pictures of myself somewhere, but of course I’m too polite to say anything. While I look at the pictures, they take more pictures and so the cycle of madness continues.
Now in this crazy digital age, you can have pictures and get prints almost instantly. Like with Polaroid cameras, someone can take a picture of you and show you it immediately. Why do they do it? “Look, there’s you right there on the couch. You’re sitting just like you are now. That was a great minute, two minutes ago… And do you remember I took your picture? Here’s a photo of it here. Cliff, take a picture of your father and I sitting here.”