Sometimes nothing entertains me more than seeing bits and pieces of people’s lives. Hearing a bit of a conversation while people mosey down the street, reading a bit of a random person’s dramatic blog, or in my newest window into other’s lives, seeing sets of their pictures on Flickr.
It’s not pseudo-stalking like people claim pictures on Facebook or Myspace are because these pictures aren’t (or usually aren’t) of people. They’re of things people wanted to take pictures of because they thought they were beautiful or interesting or wanted to commemorate them in some way.
The pictures on Flickr are what inspired this blog. There had to be a way to share what I see… and so I usually take the art of others and see the simple thought that goes into it as part of the art form. What strikes people as picture worthy is so great and interesting it deserves some recognition.
Tonight, while I was contemplating an aritcle I’m supposed to write on more mass-media-bands, I visited Flickr. It randomly pops up newly added pictures, and what I saw were three apples on a plain white plate set upon wood– presumably a table. What inspires someone to take a picture like that? And what other pictures would such a curious photographer take?
As I soon learned, this woman appears to love fruit. It started with apples, then on to physalis (no I’ve never heard of or seen this before until tonight), figs, plums, blueberries, blue grapes, red grapes with figs and camembert, just red grapes, green grapes, the red currants you see to the left, nectarines, peaches, apricots, freckled bananas, new bananas, jam, raspberry dessert, raspberries, strawberries and a grand finale of flowery things, etc.
If you weren’t counting, that’s 16 different kinds of fruit. They all look somewhat like that at left. On the white plate or in the clear plastic container at about 30 different angles or more. Out of 359 pictures, 90 percent were fruits.
Now that everyone knows I take the time to look at 340 pictures of fruit– let’s get over it and think about what the whole point here is besides a crazy fruit loving woman.
The woman is apparently a graphic designer from Germany (and likes fruit a whole lot, but you didn’t need me to tell you that). Perhaps she enjoys the perfection of fruit– because from what I can tell– Germany has some pretty amazing fruits. However, once you see 340 pictures of fruit… it becomes obvious that nature is phallic. Or rather, nature has patterns and humans like to call them phallic (maybe I’m getting Germany mixed with Austria and linking to Freud?).
Call me a psych major, but this woman might have something else going on besides an affinity with fruit. ‘Nuff said.
On a final note, I got my first official job offer today. No details to really divulge yet except it wouldn’t allow me to move to Boston and it would keep me writing. But it’s an amazing fallback if nothing else (and no resume at that!). Time will tell.