Part 2 of the 24 Hour Processing experiment has ended. Long live 24HP!
24 Hour Processing was an idea conceived in a coffee shop about 7 months ago. The brief was simple: take a photo a day every day for a month and post them to the Flickr group. However, there were rules to adhere to, the simplest of which was that the photo should somehow illustrate your day, and the pictures must be added to the group by the deadline of midnight (local time to where you are) on that day. Other rules were made up, added, argued, broken and enforced at will by members of the group as the experiment went on.
So successful was 24HP1 that we decided to have a second attempt. This one was harder, taking place as it did in November when all group members suffered from the nights getting longer and the days shorter. Lack of natural light forced more indoor shots, which limited options somewhat. 24HP2 seemed a harder slog than 24HP1; there were arguments and tears, but also laughter.
The last shot – the brief was to sum up your personality, and 24HP2 – was posted yesterday (an extended deadline to allow for more thinking time), and marked the end of 24HP2. All that is left now is to vote for the awards.
I found 24HP2 a bit of an ordeal, for various reasons. But damn I miss it! Having to post a photo of your day, every day, pushes you to think about what you are doing; how you can represent that pictorially; and what new techniques you can use to push the boundaries a bit more. I enjoy the group dynamic, and the sense of carmaraderie; and also the fact that although the pictures are posted to a public Flickr group, the feedback received is supportive and encouraging – it’s almost a ’safe’ environment.
Tonight, as I cooked dinner, I caught myself thinking about what I could post for today, and felt a real sense of disappointment when I realised that no picture was required. (I also felt some relief, I have to be honest!)
So, here endeth 24HP2. It has been suggested that 24HP3 takes place next March – I look forward to it with an equal amount of dread and anticipation.