“Stop-motion is probably the worst, most painful way to make a film. It’s a completely awful process to engage in, an anachronism. But the stories have a warmth and a charm. You’re not looking at ones and zeros. You’re looking at the hands of the artists who made it.”—Travis Knight, CEO Laika (via kirstenlepore)
Two thoughts have been running loops in my mind today:
Tumblr is increasingly a place where people write (often angry) essays in response to images.
Reddit is increasingly a place where white male atheists trade pictures of cute animals or memes in exchange for points.
These interaction exchanges feel so odd to me. The modern web is a land where the tendencies one would previously expect from delirious family members (yelling at/about the television, endlessly forwarding unfunny pictures) saturate its everyday usage and are then pointed-to as markers of an active and vibrant community.
This systemic mis-alignment of value is why I like to celebrate people who are taking the time and public risk of making new things, surprising things, or really anything that is clearly Of Their Own. These people make the web valuable, and are the ones who deserve your encouragement, rather than giving more attention to those stirring the digital compost pile of already nutrient-deprived thoughts while hoping to be blessed by the gods of whatever weird point/reward system a website uses as its metaphor for social approval.
Unless you’re a cartoon mascot for a luck-based cereal brand, you shouldn’t be working for likes, faves, stars, hearts, or activated upward-pointing-thumb icons. No one (not even you!) will care a month after the fact that you got a bushel of heart icons after writing a snarky comment about a celebrity you’ll never meet, but you might make a good memory that lasts a long time in someone’s mind from a picture you took, a song you wrote, or a postcard you mailed them.
Keep up the good work, and I’ll keep trying to make sure you all know that I appreciate it. I hope Friday treats you so well. I’ve clearly lost track of the point I was trying to make, if it’s in there somewhere at all. Time for bed.
TL;DR: If you didn’t skip this post entirely because it lacked a flashing animated gif image macro, you’re probably doing this thing properly. Thanks again.