12/29/2025
Not my usual type of post, but something I've had on my mind for a long time.
Growing up, I loved looking through piles of photos and albums. I remember times where I'd be going through them with family members, picking up one after another, and saying things like, "Where was this taken?" or, "Wow, I forgot about this!" or, "How old was I here?" Without the countless photographs we had, I probably wouldn't remember a lot of my childhood. It's nice reliving some of those moments with others.
Then there's the added fun of showing those photos to your own child. Or showing them moments of themselves at a time they were too little to remember. And then it's their turn to ask the questions, and your turn to tell the stories behind them.
So I must say, I get filled with a sense of....sadness? disappointment?....when I see my feed filled with purely AI-generated family photos. Not because I'm completely anti-AI (I use it, but let's be real, there are probably way more cons than pros). It's because I think about a scenario where someone looking through their childhood photos says, "Wow mom, this is pretty! Everyone looks so happy. Where did we take this?" And the answer is, "We didn't. ChatGPT made it." And just like that, the emotions, the nostalgia, p**f. Gone. There's no story. No memories. Those aren't even your faces.
I know I'm biased — I am a photographer after all. AI has many useful applications, even in the photography world. We edit, remove distractions, create composites, etc. But when it completely replaces reality? I don't think I can get on board with that. We're valuing the picture itself over the memories.
One good thing I hope will emerge from the oversaturation of fake in the coming years: that we begin to crave again what's real.
Alright, getting off my soapbox now. :) Let these photos be a reminder of the enjoyment photographs can bring, and that we shouldn't take them for granted. ♡