My MacBook kicked the bucket over summer. At the time, I was too busy freelancing two jobs, having my sister come and stay, viewing horrible houses in a bid to get on the property ladder, and you know, having a life to do anything other than swear £$%^ and think, I'll deal with that later. Fortunately for me, Luke is a whizz and fixed it for me by putting in new memory and doing whatever it is these clever types do to make things work. Luckily, I had previous back-ups on my external hard drive (albeit from a couple of months ago..) and we were good to go.
Then today, after a friend mentioned she was off to Venice for a weekend, I started to think. I'd like to go through my old digital photos. You know, all those ones I took before Instagram existed, before Facebook, when I actually used my camera all the time, instead of relying on my iPhone. Paris, Venice, Prague, New Zealand, New York, San Francisco, friends who no longer live in London, weddings, parties, where are you? Not on my external hard drive. Not on my old, old laptop from pre-Macbook days. Memories, where are you hiding?
Printed photos fade, tear, yellow with age, but you can hold them in your hands, put them in a frame, keep in your wallet. I am generally pretty well organised in life. As a freelancer and consultant with my own business, I have to be. I'm totally organised when it comes to work. My kitchen cupboards are awesome. My drawers have been Marie-Kondoed. But my personal digital photographs are something, I'm shit at I've never really gotten on top of. I am a writer, not a photographer, and I'll never be one despite an ongoing obsession with Instagram. I blame upgrading computers, not staying on top of backups and flitting between various editing programmes. And, many different camera phones over the years haven't helped with muddling the files too.
Photographs, where are you? I hope you're out there somewhere. I'd love to see you again. x
P.S. Help. Does anyone have any tips for organising your photographs?
Photograph: An image taken by my sister on a trip to Paris in 2008. God only knows where the rest from this trip are.