Firstly, I made a very conscious effort to maintain a fairly regular schedule of posting content since all those other Tumblrs were really just occasional posts here and there.
My second decision, and arguably the one that really helped me make a little bit of a name for myself, was my desire to make each post more than just a bunch of images. I didn't want my Tumblr to just become a dumping ground for images that are just pushed out with no real though behind them. I wanted to use any photos I posted to craft narratives and build stories about what was actually going on. I'm pretty sure that this approach is the main reason why I was able ot quickly build myself a nice little following rather than just getting lost in the crowd.
As time has gone by and I was forced to move away from Tumblr and set up a new home here, I made an effort to lean more and more into that aspect. With that I mind, I expanded the variety of content I was posting to include things like opinion pieces, advice articles and, well, pretty much anything that I had something I wanted to say about.
Now, I'm sure that, for some people, the more wordy posts that I drifted towards posting were less appealing. They just want to see filthy pictures, perhaps with just a little bit of lewd text to support them. But, if I were to just rely on those pictures alone, I know I would get lost in the crowd because, being realistic, I'm not the greatest photographer or the best editor. I'm more than self-aware enough to realise that.
If I want to stay at least bit a little bit relevant, I have to continue pushing myself to provide alternate types of content to all those stunningly gorgeous pictures that are so abundant over on places like Twitter. So that means that you are going to have to tolerate me continuing to waffle on at you. Just as I am doing right now. Hopefully, you are one of those that find a certain charm in my streams of consciousness, otherwise, I'm sorry to have to break that bad news to you.
However, sometimes I do just see stuff when I'm out wandering around and fancy taking some impromptu pictures that I don't really have anything to say about. They simply are what they are. Or maybe I just see myself and think, "You know, I'm looking kinda cute today and want to take some selfies to capture that".
In both of these cases, and more besides, I've too often been guilty of just sitting on the pictures and, rather wastefully, they never see the light of day.
Other times, I do find some random excuse to post them, perhaps "just because", even if they are not accompanied by my traditional ramble. And today was supposed to be one of those days! Although, as I have a tendency to do, I've ended up waffling for far longer than intended without realising that I've been going on for quite as long as I have.
Anyway, I'll try to get to the point now...
Yesterday, I found myself alone in a very abandoned Blackout club and, for whatever reason, my solitude inspired me to take a few sneaky photos. Mostly, just because I think the place has such a great aesthetic that I really wanted to capture. Plus I felt it was quite nicely complimented by my all black outfit with a few flashes of pink from my hair and lollipop offering a nice contrast .
Apart from that, there's nothing clever or special about them. Just me leaving my camera on a tripod and set to take pictures every few seconds as I strip off whilst there was no-one around to catch me getting naked. Of course, there was the threat that someone could walk in at any time as the club was still very much open, which I found quite thrilling as well
(For the record, no one walked in on me although I would have found it hilarious to see what my camera captured if someone had come across me during the brief period when I was lounging around naked.)
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