They’re right here on my hard drive/on this disk/on this thumb drive/in this 47# photo album. C’mon, I’ll show you!!
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When I downloaded a couple of pictures from my camera, I started looking thru the various folders, including some of different vacations. All told, there are thousands of pictures, plus a few videos. And for the most part, I haven’t looked at any of them since I downloaded them and deleted the bad ones.
I was on a 4-week cruise with my mother this summer and I have yet to show my husband the pictures I took, even the ones I took specifically to show him. And it’s got me wondering, why did I bother? If I don’t care about these, why would anyone else?
My mom has a screen saver slide show of her vacation photos, and I dread when it comes on because she has to tell me about every one. And being random, we’ll jump from Hawaii to Germany to Michigan to Bermuda to the flowers in her back yard. I don’t think she ever sits at the computer and looks at them herself - perhaps she does.
So, how do you react when someone offers to share their photos? Does it matter if it was a vacation you shared or one you hope to take? To you have a diplomatic way of cutting the show short when your eyes start to bleed? Have you ever faked your own death to avoid seeing vacation pictures?
The way most of my friends (and myself too) share vacation photos these days is uploading them to Facebook. Then, anyone is free to see them if they want to (or not see them if they don’t want to.)
My parents are world travelers now that they are retired. Whenever I’m home they insist on dragging out the vacation pics and taking anyone too polite to refuse through the photographic journey. The pics are always the same with mostly my mom standing in front of ___________ (fill in tourist trap).
The longer it is between visits, the more vacation pics I’m forced to sit through. One will sit on one side, the other on the other, with me in the middle pretending I wouldn’t just rather rub sand in my eyes.
But I know it gives them pleasure to relive their travels so I feel like I don’t want to deprive them of their walks down memory lane.
I upload all of mine to google plus. This way, when my coworkers ask to see them - and they do - I can show them the quick and dirty version, wherein they can see all of them in small size, and then click on any that are particularly interesting. I also make sure to keep aside a few of me and my SO at the sites, so they can see those.
I do care about my photos, and i want to see yours, but nobody seems to have any idea of how to limit them. I just saw someone’s wedding photos, and I really wanted to see them, and asked to, but then I had to see 200+. That’s what I don’t get. I don’t give two shits about your Uncle John or your Aunt Mary. Ideally I’d like to see maybe 50 shots - a dozen or so of you and your love, and a bunch of the reception and of the wedding itself.
I don’t understand people who put on a slide show and make you go through every one. I certainly don’t. But I do love my photos.
I’ll share some photos in my Photobucket account, with a link posted in FB or in a thread. I have no idea who or how many look at the pics. If someone posts a comment, that’s nice. Similarly, I’ve looked at photos others have posted, and I may or may not comment. So I can enjoy the scenery while ignoring the close-ups of what-I-had-for-dinner-in-this-neat-café. It seems to work well.
I like photos and make careful albums as a memory aide and a way to maximize the amount of pleasant memories. Holiday pictures are a small part of it, and I print and paste no more then 15 per holiday. The rest is everyday life, notes, ticket stubs to events, telling emails and Facebook posts.
I like seeing about 20 of your pictures, especially if we share an interest in the same subjects. It helps if you make varied and real pictures. Don’t crop out vendours and power lines if you visit a landmark site! Pictures of landscapes are deadly dull, especially if you cant tell me what i’m looking at, biologically or geographically. The worst holiday pictures are made by people who want to make artistic photographs . Just document what you saw and what happened, the good, the bad, the ugly, the surprising and the remarkable, and i’ll be happy to look at your pictures.
I’ll post a handful of the best to Facebook or put them in my travel journal online. Nobody really wants to see more than that.
The rest, I use as wallpaper on my computer; right now, I have a series of photos taken in Scottish stately home gardens sliding across my screen every 20 minutes or so–very pretty but not of great interest to others. Occasionally, someone visiting my office will see one and ask “Oh, where’s that?” and I’ll say “Scone Palace (or whatever). I was there in September.”
I travel a lot and take lots of photos. But I always process them and try to limit the ones I post (mainly to FB) to a relatively few. For the big trips (skiing in Japan and Austria, hiking in Iceland) I probably post a few too many. But I get a lot of comments on them from hiking/skiing friends, and I in turn look at their trip reports to help plan where I want to go next, see what they did, and appreciate their photography skills.
My wife also makes printed photo books of our big trips with much fewer shots to leave on the coffee table or take with us when visiting.
I don’t ask people to look at my vacation photos nor do I ask people to look at theirs.
I enjoy looking back at vacation and holiday photos many years later to bring back the memories of that experience. They are for me and my immediate family. Not some sort of sneak brag about where I’ve been and what I’ve done.
I took a five-month round-the-world trip back in 2002-03. I came back with more than 9,000 photos (this was in the earlyish days of digital photography, and I backed them up onto a portable hard drive as I went.
I put maybe about a thousand of the best ones into a book, printed via Blurb. It took me several weeks, if not months, to do, a few pages at a time, and came in at over 400 pages.
I spotted it on the shelf the other day that I hadn’t looked at it for a couple of years, and I enjoyed looking through it and reliving the trip. I wouldn’t make anyone else sit through it though
I select the good ones for Facebook, and tidy them up a bit (make the skyscrapers vertical, remove the grimacing old lady from the left edge) before I post them. Maybe 12-20 per trip.
Facebook being what it is, there’s maybe a 48-hour window during which my friends will notice that I’ve posted pictures (a little longer if there are Likes and comments); after that it’s old news and they would have to seek the pictures out explicitly to see them. So I don’t get offended if people don’t comment on them.
I do try to look at my friends’ pictures too, on Facebook, so I can say “yeah, I saw that on Facebook” and avoid the full in-person slide show.
If the person’s photos are of somewhere I’ve been or of somewhere that I want to go or somewhere that I’m interested in and if they’re photos of the place and not selfies of that person standing in front of the scenery, I may want to see those photos. And I may want them to post a link to where I can look at them at leisure.
I really don’t someone to show me their photographs.
When I post photos, I try to only make the best (or my favorites, even if they’re not the best) public.
Put them on Facebook and/or Google Plus. I’ve never once looked through vacation photos after the initial sort-through, but I have various relatives who insist on living vicariously through others instead of actually traveling themselves. My friends generally do the same: upload the photos so they’re there if you’re interested.
My reaction to my aunt subjecting me to yet another showing of on of her trips with her grandchildren is to try not to lapse into a coma. They’re not just photo albums, they’re scrapbooks, and they’re in every picture. Oh, look, your boarding pass. Oh, look, you. Oh, look, you again. I think there’s some interesting stuff behind you but I can’t really tell because the camera is focused on you.
I review my project photos much more than I do my vacations. However, I do have an electronic photo frame that plays in the living room and every now and then I glance up at it just in time to relive some nice vacation memory and smile to myself.
