I am at the International Communication Association conference (#ica18) this week. I gave my talk this morning but felt really unsatisfied with it, mostly because while I was speaking I suddenly saw a new way of reframing my approach and liked that so much better. And so, to soothe my soul and also to braindump everything so I don’t forget the magic, I am going to speed blog my thoughts as a stream of consciousness here (as such, please excuse the lack of references, especially to the very good emerging scholarship on Tumblr, etc. But feel free to drop me an email if you would like to be pointed to further resources).
The talk was entitled “Where is the money on Tumblr? Cultures of celebrity and labour in Tumblr’s architecture” and I hope to polish it into a publishable version soon.
If you would like to familiarize yourself with my prior work on Influencer cultures and internet celebrity, click through here. Continue reading Where is the money on Tumblr? (part 1)
When I was conference-hopping last month, I caught up with an academic friend who had unfollowed me on Twitter. While transiting from a proper academic conversation at the dinner table of a nice restaurant to a more intimate catch-up about our personal lives over drinks in a cosy bar, my friend admitted that they thought my use of Twitter was very “brave”. I didn’t understand. Specifically, they had unfollowed me because my Twitter stream was too “cluttered” and “spammy” and my tweeting habits were too frequent. It seemed “brave” was polite-speak for “homgh aren’t you afraid someone important might see your tweets”? Continue reading Code-switching and linguistic acrobatics on the internet
It is 0203hrs. I got up to take an hourlong shower and eat raspberry yoghurt with milo cornflakes.
I am thinking a lot about grief and how humans attempt to express the inarticulable and intangible.
Continue reading On the value of public grieving, in 22 Tweets.
This is how Tumblr is responding to my null searches:
Nothing like a little bit of humour to sooth the insatiable searching soul.
I love you, Tumblr.