Time for another free flow of thoughts: how do you feel about the eyes of the camera?
The eyes of the camera can be cruel. It watches people stabbing/shooting/beating one another, bleeding, and then dying in front of it.
The eyes of the camera can be nosy. It is curious about anything, including any kind of intimacy, no matter it is between animals or people.
The eyes of the camera can be lustful. Like someone who has some sort of addiction, it can be overly interested in some daily things we do in private places, being too interested in the physical appearance of human body.
The eyes of the camera in a way make me repulsive. It’s a gaze that is so…so inhuman you can say. It keeps watching and watching but does not tell us why it is watching or how it feels about what it sees. It does not do anything more than watching as if it has no relation with what it is watching–although that is true.
Maybe sometimes we share with this inhuman part of a machine, when we are surfing on the Internet and checking images consciously or unconsciously. And then what I feel repulsive is actually an abhorrence about myself, about my inhumanity, about behaviors that violate the cultural or gender norms. After all, you will not feel too much about a thing if does not come from yourself.
But in another way, maybe I just hope the eyes of the camera can say something. If it could express its thoughts, its desire, its love, its acceptance toward the things or people it is watching, that would make the act of gazing less threatening and more understandable. It is at this moment that the eyes of the camera could be more compassionate and loving, and I could stop feeling averse to it.
With all these in mind, I think that explains why I don’t like taking selfie, or taking any photos for any occasions, especially photos for job interviews, or passports. To find a camera that can talk like a human…that’s probably not going to happen. But it’s fun to think about its possibility, and maybe a good idea for writing.