Say it ain’t so, Instagram.
New Statesman reports that Instagram‘s new terms of service asserts the right to sell your photos to advertisers. Even so, I doubt this will keep many people, including myself, from using this surprisingly addictive app and social networking site.
I’m not sure we’ll be returning to flickr anytime soon. Or will we?
Also covering today’s collective Web freak-out is The Wall Street Journal, taking care to zero-in on the clause that’s got so many shutterbugs in a twitter.
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Early Friday, I wrapped up an ecommerce class, tried to forget about work and boarded a train for a much-overdue trip to New York City. This meant I had three hours to kill with no WiFi and zero desire to read the book I had brought along. I was, however, armed with my iPhone, so I snapped graffiti as I saw it along the train tracks. (I was on a speeding train, so some photos were better than others.)
As we walked 13 miles around the city on Saturday, I continued to snap away. I took more than 300 photos over two days; in the interest of my readers’ time, I have heavily edited my collection.
I have a new obsession: Pinterest.com, a website that lets you create “pinboards” of interesting things you find on the Web, and it lets you follow people whose pinboards you find interesting. It’s a little like Tumblr, but more sophisticated.
The site is still in beta, but you can request an invite. It’s ideal for photographers and other highly visual people. Using their “pin it” tool, you can build pinboards that share books worth reading, places you want to go, places you’ve been, products you love, and all the styles you’d ever covet. And, of course, you can share your pins on Twitter and Facebook.
One word of caution: Once you start pinning things, you’ll find it’s hard to stop.
This is a far cry from anything related to marketing, advertising or journalism, but I had to share it. I found photographer Yasmine Chatila’s 2007 (2006?) series entitled Stolen Moments last night while … I can’t remember. What I do remember are the haunting voyeuristic portraits of New York that Chatila captured over months of observation in different parts of the city.
From the press release:
I collected hundreds of photographs of strange, comical, and often haunting moments.
Indeed she did. Please do yourself a favor and click the link. It’ll make for a delicious break between phone calls and meetings.