There has been lots of bad news lately, a bummer of a week to say the least. Of all the planetary dysfunction, the hot topic in photo land is the shocking new “terms of service” from the folks at Instagram, or whomever is at the helm over there at the moment. It’s more than a social network scandal, it’s a downright invasion of our rights as photographers, an assault on our images. And so there has been a great uprising, my twitter feed has many a disdainful departure notice. #deletemyaccount and the obligatory black screen shot ,not to mention the “terms of service’ screenshot. BTW, I’m starting to hate screen shots, even my own. Yes, I’ve read the small print and the big print and call me unprincipled, but I don’t really care. To me Instagram is a novelty, and I still love it for it’s social component, and for the motivation it provides me to use my REAL CAMERA. I don’t think anyone anticipated that some actual photographers could make something special from a phone, so really it’s you guys who have made the problem by being talented.
If Big Brother wants my photos that’s fine by me, if there was a way I could know about, that would be nice, do I deserve compensation? Am I taking away from the livelihood of real photographers? Is Chevron really going to use my Golden Gate Bridge photo? Lots of questions. Folks you have signed up for a image sharing site that includes the likes of Jamie Oliver and Shaq, so I am a bit surprised that so many people are bailing out so quickly.
God Bless Flickr for the most brilliant launch timing in history, a great new app filled with all kinds of protections against the evils of corporate piracy. Flickr, remember those guys? So, I get the reason behind all the fuss, and it appears the voices are being heard, but I think we need to take a #chillpill before deleting all the fun. I would miss the fun, and these days it’s about all we got left.
baby please don’t go