Quite some years ago, I was blogging a lot. I had a photography blog for several years and somehow managed to post at least three things a week. I photographed a lot of local live shows in the place I grew up in, and then a lot of the demonstrations in the major city I later moved to. I spend many hours a week sorting, editing and posting pictures.

But at some point I did it less, and it was probably not a good sign that I "just lost interest" in a hobby that was a major part of my life during some very formative years. Some ruins of this blog are still in the Wayback Machine, and if the drives still work, I probably have most of my pictures from back then.

Some part of what put me off blogging and posting was the way being only increasingly felt like work. And at the same time I felt more and more uncomfortable sharing things about myself online. The way digital capitalism transforms our online spaces and the ways we relate to one another is definitely part of why that happened.

These are really old pictures, I took them more than fifteen years ago. I recently stumbled over them and still liked something about them. Maybe the colors of these blurry abstract blobs, maybe the graininess of my first DLSR or maybe just the memory of the joy of experimenting and sharing. Either way, I figured I share them once again.