Disposable Amsterdam
By Jason Watt
27 February 2008
I have a laptop.
It needs feeding.
My scanner provides nourishment.
My memories are food.
I see the Apple logo as a voracious little Pacman. Not the, 'take a bite out of the Apple' ..temptation message, like it did in the beginning.
So, like many of you who were analogue/hard copy/film-negs-slides-prints/paper diary/forever sticky photo album kinda people, I now scan all my old images for posterity.
Am I looking forward to the day when my body is given as a worm food offering and my cerebral cortex memory chip plays a selection of memories, available for bluetooth download, (free to subscribers!), to a number of close friends and family anywhere in the world. Leaving to trust, my firewall protection will restrict access to the underage/fainthearted members of my mourners who may find some of the content shocking.
These are some of those memories.
Late teens. Late eighties. Late nights.
This was a time when friends, music and laughter were our driving forces. I miss them dearly.
I don't expect this to have the same resonance for you. I just hope it makes you smile AND get your old photographs out.
All shot on a disposable flash camera with B/W film.
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