I have just woken up to check through my emails and facebook account. Everytime I log onto the wretched thing, I end up leaving incredibly annoyed. I am teetering on the edge of deleting my facebook account. There are several reasons for this.
Firstly, I am not incredibly comfortable with the idea of Facebook using my personal information to cater to advertisements on the side of my browser. Who knows what else they are capable of? The power!!
Secondly, I dislike how credulous people are to believe that everything I do on Facebook, is the truth. As a test, I once decided to 'end an relationship' with my boyfriend, and the next day I had people asking me if I really did split up with him because 'facebook told them'. It seems to be the only medium people think they can 'get gossip' from.
Thirdly, I have no use for the damn thing. It is supposedly a place for 'connecting with friends', but I find that people (well teenagers of my age) are using it as a means of boosting their social status and posing. I never have people actually contacting me. My 'friends' mostly consist of people at school or college that I see everyday but barely talk to.
Whenever I log on, I receive updates about another photo album somebody has uploaded. Usually they are dressed in 'fashionable' clothes and make up, posing at contorted angles and then photoshopping it to make it look somewhat 'proffessional'. I'm sure they think they look fantastic but in my opinion I really question what they do in their spare time. Does their life really revolve around staging photos of themselves just so they can upload it onto facebook and show how 'fashionable' and 'arty' they are? I have to admit, they do look quite interesting in their photos but knowing them in real life without the facade and great lighting and flash, they are in fact incredibly boring, untalented, ugly and not incredibly individual. How many girls do I need to see wearing gold chains, checked shirts, wet look leggings, ribbons, hoop earrings and large belts? You look like a sea of clones with vacant minds.
Some people use it as a means of 'showing off' their social life/possesions. I have known many a people, whom, a few weeks after dating their boyfriend/girlfriend, upload an album filled with several dozen photos of themselves, cozied up, kissing, hugging. I get the point already. Your 'in love'. To me, it makes me question whether they actually love their partners or whether its more a means to show off and hide their insecurities. I do not say this out of bitterness, I already have a (secret) partner of almost a year. But I have never felt the need to resort to such measures. I actually thought of doing this myself to prove a point but I felt too embarassed purposefully posing for the sake of the cameras. There is also the parties. They will tag themselves in a million photos on their drunken nights out, add people they met once at a party just so they can appear incredibly sociable and ask 'So how did last night go? Got home alright?'. They will comment on their own photos 'OMG, tottally smashed' and often provide photographic evidence of their drug consuption such as close up of spliffs and pills. They often use facebook as a way of promoting gossip about themselves through status updates such as 'Insert name here..is tottally tired from all of last nights partying'. I get the point, you have 'social lives' like everyone else does....wooooo, your really cool and the fact you feel the need to provide evidence for this is soo cool!
Hence my rant above explains why le Facebook annoys me incredibly. The fact I do not partake in the above activities makes people believe that I have no life or sense in fashion, because I do not have a million photos of myself doing these things. I apologise that I do not carry a camera around everywhere I go, I would rather just get on with life and not have to publish every single activity I engaged in on Facebook.
I am currently working on this piece. At the moment I am working on a collection of portraits of people that emanate strange spirals from the centre, creating a sort of hypnotic mass of entangled energy. Interestingly I read an article the other day about how geomagnetic forcefields in the earth could be the cause for depression and suicide amongst people. It is theorised that these geomagnetic waves (from the core of the earth) can affect serotonin levels in humans and is responsible for about 20% of the causes of brain imbalances. The difference between humans and animals is that they can sense these waves (hence the reason they act strangely before earthquakes) but we cannot sense them. Perhaps the swirls in my painting could be geomagnetic waves infiltrating the minds of my subjects?
