Vemodalen

Do you remember the days before smartphones?

The days when cameras were few and between

The public depended on postcards and portraits

To capture the beauty of the place

These pictures were revered

As it was a delicacy

People were proud of these moments

And grateful for the experience

Today, everyone clicks hundreds of photos a day

Of almost everything and nothing

The magic is sizzling away

A simple search can provide multiple high definition images

We treat everything on the same plane

The niche and mystery is gone

Photos are a memory

But what would be too many of them

It would be Vemodalen

The frustration of photographic something amazing when thousands of identical photos already exist