After swearing off it entirely seven months ago, and after a quite heavy de-clutter of the accounts I was following, I’ve recently been occasionally glancing at instagram here and there using the web-browser.
One of the first things I did when going back was to buy a second print from the amazing kate mulheron, my first being of the wonderful Sirius – which had been sitting in a drawer for almost a year (oops).
We carted both prints off to the framer a couple of weeks ago and hung them this weekend. As is the way with these things, the framing cost as much as the prints, but the framer did a bang-up job and they look spectacular – much better than my poor photograph conveys.
And I succumbed to re-installing instagram on my phone to post the results.
So maybe I’m back?
But if I am back I’ll definitely keep the majority of my viewing through the browser only. This has the benefit of larger images (for my old lady eyes! I really need to start wearing glasses to look at my phone!) – and no adverts. And I’ll use the app only for posting.
We’ll see how long this lasts before I’m sucked back down into the abyss.
Buying that second print was one of the reasons I was avoiding instagram – because going there made me want to buy All The Things. But with the amount of stuff I’ve been acquiring lately, it seems like I’ll buy all the things irrespective of instagram.
And unfortunately I’m still very heavily influenced by stuff I see online. For example, a couple of months ago I had a desk chair shipped from Germany! I mean it is really very cool and I needed a chair and it’s entirely made from post consumer waste – but what?! Around the same time as the chair I bought a wonderful book of patterns, thinking I’d go all handmade wardrobe – this would change everything! When after some time I had done nothing with it, I had a good hard talk to myself and sold it, untouched, on ebay – at a loss, but the buyer seemed delighted. And just last week I really seriously considered buying an egg spoon. An egg spoon. I really can’t roll my eyes hard enough.
Honestly I don’t know what comes over me. Clearly I’m have some void I’m trying to fill.