In an article for the Guardian last year, architecture critic Alexandra Lange remarks: “Designing from Instagram for Instagram seems like a snake eating its own tail. Everywere looks like everywhere else and the eyes grow tired of bananas or concrete tiles or mirror rooms”.
What happenes when I post something ‘un-Instgrammable’ or not (presumably) Instagrammed on Instagram? Does it fall into the catergory of ‘Instagrammable’?
When I took this photo I was drawn to the flimsy, billowing covers that half-heartedly hid the buildings facades: a cover always shouts, ‘Don’t look at me!” whilst at once tempting the eye with its seductive droops and folds and non-chalant reveals). Similiarly, I obsessed over the space between the two buildings, in reality quite wide, but from this perspective, intimately close, as if the city was a collection of entities conversing with each other.
But that’s not what Instagram sees. I’ve just posted a building I deem to be ‘Instagrammable’. Does it still apply if I post it on my blog before—as I always do—or similiarly, if I take it with my analogue Asahi Pentax? Probably not, it’s still just palm trees and colourful buildings and blue skies.
TC seems to have left Instagram and I know I’m not the only one to have noticed. Has it become too powerful as a tool? Or that is it say, does it drown out our voices rather than elevate them?
Instagram is the city and the city is a virtual space.