long live Photography ! A People's photography.

Very interesting reaction with a lot of questions about  where photography is going in our digital duniya. 

Driven as it by  technologies and distribution systems that  are creating a true democracy of image making, photography as we want to know it- the creation of a Photographer- is dying and being replaced by denizens of the digital world.

 The "death of the author' though, began long before the digital duniya   so "dangerously' democratised image making. 

The Photographer, with a capital P, an Artist/Genius/ Creator,is dead. Even in Galleries and Museums.

 Long live Photography ! A People's photography. 

Not only does Instagram share pictures, it offers filters and a Polaroid-style formatting to make them look special – the catch being that every picture looks special in the same way. Since the site shapes the pictures, is it not, indeed, their co-author? But even that is to understate the death of the author in modern photography.

It is increasingly hard to understand not just why anyone would feel possessive of a picture they choose to put online, but why anyone can be bothered taking photographs at all in a culture that has changed lay photography from a private, often emotive pleasure and ritual shared with friends and family to a twitchy mass addiction shared with … everyone in the world.

Digital photography is a degradation of private life, as Instagram's world of micro trivia shows. Photo albums or family slideshows were once special, treasured, unique documents or events. Now the aura of seriousness that once attended the taking of a photograph – not in some remote Victorian epoch but in the 1970s, when my parents' photograph albums were like household bibles – has given way to constant, impulsive and yet strangely pointless image-taking.

I speak as a recovered digital photography addict. I more or less stopped taking photographs at all once I realised I was subscribing to a cheap self-deception about the originality, beauty and meaning of my tens of thousands of pictures. An enthusiam has frozen into revulsion. I love the convenience of digital cameras and their potential to create beauty – but I hate it, too.

 It is so easy with these technologies to believe you are Baudelaire's "painter of modern life", the ironic flâneur capturing the passing life of the modern world, or a latter-day Atget, but really you are the servant of a computerised eye. Instagram's apparent claim of ownership of every image on its site would actually be a logical next step, for the reality is that no individuality exists in the creation of digital images.

My camera gathers dust. The act of picking it up fills me with embarrassment. Taking a picture feels like signing up to some mad collective self-delusion that we are all artists with an eye for beauty, when the tragicomic truth is that the sheer plenitude and repetition of modern amateur photography makes beauty glib. If Instagram did deny that its users are the authors of their robotic images, it would only be stating the obvious.

http://www.guardian.co.uk/commentisfree/2012/dec/19/instagram-collective-act-self-delusion