Before there was the running thing, there was the feet photos.
Over the last twelve years or so, starting with an innocent shot on the beach in Vancouver, up to and including a (perhaps temporary) reprise while we were in Iceland, I used to collect random feet photos. And… no, not the fetishist kind. The kind where you point the camera down and take a photo of where you are standing.
Like, say you’re standing on a drain cover in an interesting city, or atop a mountain glacier, or in a field of red, Mars-like rock covering a volcanic geyser system with steam vents shooting out of the ground all around you.
Point down. Click. Post.
Of course the whole thing has since been usurped and poser’d-up as a bit of an internet meme. I’ve seen it. But I was snapping those damn things BEFORE it was cool. *cough, cough* Uh…
My morning project was to collect the twenty one new feets photos I gathered in Iceland and add them to my collection. It doesn’t sound very impressive on a micro scale, but after twelve years, and nearly four hundred feets photos, that same collection is starting to get pretty monumental.
And the fact that the new ones are geo-tagged helps, too.