I think if you are conscious of it, wary of the possible pitfalls, you are more likely to prevent those missteps or realize when you’ve made them and rectify it.
Fascinating and I’ve no time right now to read all your links. I know what my gut reaction is when I am reading parenting blogs. Pictures of kids are great. Pictures of kids that are used only for the purpose of metaphor for the blogger’s ideas feel a bit exploitative to me. I’m not sure I would have those same feelings if I were looking at an art exhibit, but I don’t really know for certain.
Huh. When I first read the title of your post, I was miles away from the idea of linking the topic back to blogging. Like Mad, I’m going to come back and read all the links later, but my first thought is the same answer o which I’d give on writing about my kids: when done with a filter of love and affection, it’s hard to see it as exploitation. When I write stories about my kids (and for that matter, publish pictures of them) it’s because I love them so and want to share them with the world, and because I think they’re
inherently beautiful, like a flower or a sunset. It’s because I want to share the joy of them. I simply can’t reconcile that with exploitation.
That’s just me, of course. I’m a lot less careful than some people, but I’m always aware of the very public nature of putting things on the Internet. I’ve taken down all my naked-baby pictures, for example.
I know that I started feeling really uncomfortable putting pictures of my kids on my blog. I felt fine about the regular bloggers I “knew” seeing them; but I didn’t like the thought of random strangers looking at them.
Fun fact: when I first started my blog it was called Motherhood and Apple Pie.
My idea for combining the two titles? Two Slices of Motherhood and Apple Pie. Or, alternatively, Motherhood and Apple Pie: Two Slices.
I think if you are conscious of it, wary of the possible pitfalls, you are more likely to prevent those missteps or realize when you’ve made them and rectify it.
Fascinating and I’ve no time right now to read all your links. I know what my gut reaction is when I am reading parenting blogs. Pictures of kids are great. Pictures of kids that are used only for the purpose of metaphor for the blogger’s ideas feel a bit exploitative to me. I’m not sure I would have those same feelings if I were looking at an art exhibit, but I don’t really know for certain.
Huh. When I first read the title of your post, I was miles away from the idea of linking the topic back to blogging. Like Mad, I’m going to come back and read all the links later, but my first thought is the same answer o which I’d give on writing about my kids: when done with a filter of love and affection, it’s hard to see it as exploitation. When I write stories about my kids (and for that matter, publish pictures of them) it’s because I love them so and want to share them with the world, and because I think they’re
inherently beautiful, like a flower or a sunset. It’s because I want to share the joy of them. I simply can’t reconcile that with exploitation.
That’s just me, of course. I’m a lot less careful than some people, but I’m always aware of the very public nature of putting things on the Internet. I’ve taken down all my naked-baby pictures, for example.
Interesting thoughts…
I know that I started feeling really uncomfortable putting pictures of my kids on my blog. I felt fine about the regular bloggers I “knew” seeing them; but I didn’t like the thought of random strangers looking at them.
Fun fact: when I first started my blog it was called Motherhood and Apple Pie.
My idea for combining the two titles? Two Slices of Motherhood and Apple Pie. Or, alternatively, Motherhood and Apple Pie: Two Slices.
Kate, i’ve missed you.
PS. you know i’m careful, i’ve always been a bit paranoid though, haven’t i?
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