Monthly Archive for February, 2008

Is Flickr in denial?

Some time in January there was a buzz going around Flickr. But it wasn’t a good buzz. One of the messages read “its a good day to visit your contacts, one by one”. It wasn’t a plea to be friendly, giving your contacts clicks or much appreciated comments, it was because flickr’s contact database was being “deep massaged” (mended) and when contacts uploaded a new photo no one knew about it.

Closer

Despite reassurances from the staff, things haven’t completely recovered since then and in the last few hours the contacts database has ground to a halt. At least now there is some communication, with a message on everyone’s photo page warning them that contacts photos have been ‘temporarily’ disabled.

Those working in the IT arena will know about scalability, they’ll know the difference between testing and production servers, and that actually that you can test as much as you like, but in the live environment things don’t always go to plan. Flickr claim that sudden exponential growth has caused these issues, but that happened around a year ago when Yahoo closed down their photo service and moved everyone across.

So why don’t they roll back their changes and work on fixing the issue in the background? Wouldn’t that make everyone happy?

Flickr encourages rivalry with their patented ‘interestingness’ algorithm, but how can a photo be interesting if no one can see it?

It makes me wonder what’s the point of a photo sharing site without the sharing bit.

On the road

I used to feel self conscious taking photos of strangers in public places, and before I did the 365 project, I wouldn’t have dared take a photo of myself while anyone else was looking.

Now I take Vlad the Blad everywhere with me, and don’t give a second thought to setting it up on the tripod at the edge of a cycle path to take a self portrait.

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I did stop short of standing in the middle of the road, which is where I wanted to be, but that wasn’t anything to do with being self-conscious, that was self preservation.

In the old days I’d have noticed the stares from people going by, and I’m sure there were plenty. It all takes time to get the camera into the right spot, then to get my stand in to the right place in the shot so I could focus, take a meter reading, and recheck the focus. But I was so absorbed in the process that I was unaware of anyone else, until the time came for me to get in position and wait for the cyclists to come by.

Then all I had to do was wait for the right moment and squeeze on the grenade bulb.