this is mostly a rant.
i will be taking my external hard drive to a computer repair shop tomorrow and while i might be jumping the gun, i fell that there is a distinct possibility that after letting it fall onto the hardwood floors in my new house and part of the casing breaking that i might be saying goodbye to all of my digital files since 2005. this is not exciting.
i feel like i am working through several stages of the grieving process and am sitting pretty at anger, with myself and with the technology. myself for being a packrat who stashed everything onto the hard drive put all the work to the back burner until it was organized. the technology for being fallible and being the third hard drive that has failed.
over the summer, i thought to myself, after being overwhelmed for far too long about the ever-growing amount of photos i’ve taken (because let’s be honest, my photos are what i’m most afraid of losing) that sat there in disarray, i thought about just trashing everything myself and, like this blog, starting from scratch with my work.
now, there’s a possibility that that might happen. and despite the anxiety that comes with the loss of possibility or memory, it’s probably okay. realistically, the only photos that would be lost are the ones taken from my cell phone (which there are quite a lot of). since 2010, i’ve kept all my memory cards so if i really wanted to, i could retrieve those. but the candid and spur of the moment photos from the last three or four years will be gone (bummer).
what i’m really trying to say is while this situation is really crummy, there’s certainly a silver lining. the universe ‘konmari’d my digital life for me. maybe it’s that the weight of a “backlog” will allow me to move forward and produce new and post more presently relevant things.
i guess we’ll see.