Never Blink
The first time I experienced a webcam was in high school. The webcamera was really a pre webcamera. Or perhaps it was the very old computers people where using then. The picture rather stammered than showed. I watched the strobing image of the kids sitting in another classroom and was excited. This was so cool. A few days later I surfed the Internet for my very first time. I was supposed to browse for information on CIA’s homepage, but someone showed me collection of webcam sites. And it proved to be so much more interesting. I saw a street in London, a bridge somewhere ![]() And I pulled the strings. I was a God watching over the world, just making sure that everything was as it always had been, putting my eye in every corner of the world. I couldn’t change anything, but the power of just looking was tremendous. Ana is at the other side of the cam. As we met I can see her through the anacam. She's shaved her head and gives me a bit of a cyberpunkish feeling. She's Molly without the shades. And actually William Gibson have been watching her, Ana reveals during our chat. The thing was just she didn't know who he was until she read an article by Gibson, in which he mentioned her.
Ana's webcam have been on 24/7 since 22nd August, 1997. (The front door clealry declares this isn't about porn, but I'm not sure, flesh is a part of the voyeurism, wheter the exhibitionist want it or not.)
One can imagine having a webcam around all the time, but Ana is all arty over it.
Perhaps thats nothing new; the voyeur within us, and the exhibistionist. I blink and the camera blinks back at me. I snap the picture and it's ok, because it's just a picture. I know I haven't taken anything holy. But in a million years. Perhaps this picture will be life. And as I pick up the picture weeks later there I see her. Molly. |