As an art director in advertising, I’ve spent many a day sifting through stock photography. If I had to guess, in my 20-year career I probably viewed some 845,742,923,012 images… but that may just be how it felt. I find that when I look at stock photos, I experience the same uncomfortable feeling I have when my bank teller asks me with a forced smile, how my morning is going or when I eat “Chick’n” or see an interview with Tom Cruise. It’s not simply that my teller’s greeting, the vegan meat substitute and the celebrity scientologist are fake, it’s how hard they pretend that they’re not – that’s what really gets under my skin. Maybe it’s just me, but I’d rather have my bank teller say to me, “Fuck you asshole, give me your deposit.” That’d be kind of harsh and he’d probably get fired, but you know what, at least it’d be real. And being real means everything to me. Which brings me to this book. It isn’t enough for me to live my life as an authentic person who eats real chicken and meat products, I feel compelled to make an example of the things in this world that don’t follow the same path. Not the eating real chicken and meat products part, but the other thing about being authentic. Guess who’s first on my list…. the world of stock photography. In case you’re wondering, television news anchors are second and I will get to them in good time. Armed with Photoshop 6.0 and my own raw emotion, I’m going to thrust stock photography into the real world the only way I know how… I’m going to photobomb the shit out of it.
(via Laughing Squid)