In a shockingly sort of topical turn of events, I have major issues with Instagram. Well, not Instagram proper. And no, not with Facebook's acquisition; they can throw away their billions on shitty companies as much as they want. I have major issues with Instagram because that goddamn app is rapidly convincing everyone that they're Ansel fucking Adams.
What's that? You took a picture of your Cheetos
'cause you're bored? Well slap a fucking LOMO FILTER on it and call it a
day! It's art! Look at your one man show, it's the best! You are OUR
generation's Cezanne! Oh my god, is that your cat? Show me more, but
preferably in sepia and with blurred edges! I can't take you seriously
if it's just a quick phone snap!
WHAT IS WRONG WITH
EVERYONE? YOU ARE STILL JUST AS BAD AT PHOTOGRAPHY AS YOU EVER WERE. You
still have no talent, and putting your image through its digitized
paces isn't going to change that. I am literally 0% interested in that
ugly flower you shot. The amount of fucks I give about your grainy,
dimly lit, poorly composed plate of - what, toddler feces? I can't even
tell since you used so many filters - is none. None fucks. Your life is
not compelling. Your art is not art. Put down the iPhone and stop being a
piece of shit.