Over the past few years a certain existential crisis has crept up upon me – the fear of my online image.
Not that long ago I’d happily pout & goon for the lens, but as I’ve gotten more uncomfortable with my looks, it’s now a real sore point that causes cringing & stress. This has caused me to really think about what I want to ‘put out there’ & also how times & social norms have changed in recent years. When did it become normal to post a selfie to accompany a thought, product or blog piece – in other words, when did our image become so entangled in our output?
As an ardent devourer of the written word & a huge wet-knicker fan of music, the image of the people that produced these passions wasn’t always that evident to me. Besides a blurry byline image or a bad quality promo shot, the identity of these joy givers where unknown to me, unless someone piqued my interest enough to open up a laptop & google them (or even Yahoo-them back in the day).
Oh how times have changed. These days you can’t even post about the smallest minutiae of life without a perfectly lit mug shot to accompany it, which for some of us can a real source of anxiety.
Not that I’m aiming for Banksy-like anonymity, but I think a li’l restraint on the frantic pic posting could do us all some good. I’m actually thinking that perhaps a small promotion (ironically, on social media) could encourage people to think a bit more about how & what they post image wise.
So, who’s with me for a weekly ‘Selfie-free Sunday’? I’m sure there’s many of us who would relish a break from the relentless mug shots & fear of looking like a walkin’ talkin’ horror show in makeup. I say we start as we mean to go on & keep at least one day free from self exploitation.
Who’s with me