You’ll be glad to hear that I didn’t listen to the news at all yesterday, so will not be devoting this post to acerbic comment on any current affair(s). No – today will be spent bemoaning that other timeworn motif – my perverse ineptitude with ‘easy’ technology.
Having been awed by Kileen’s compilation of photographs from her recent American odyssey, I have been seduced into attempting my own small homage to triumphant/stirring/diverting pastimes. Not to compete, you understand. More of an aide-memoire. (I’m a woman of a certain age, you must understand, with an increasingly fluid grasp on sensations vital to recall).
Thus I embarked on what should have been a two hour project. Which has not been completed, three days later. True, much time was spent considering the specific choice of topic. Only then could the extensive photo ‘possibles’ list be selected, which could be whittled down to the ‘probables’ list and from thence to the ‘definites’ for uploading.
Which was where the process ground to its sludgy halt. Because the ‘how-to’ video posted by the photobook company only went as far as the uploading. It explained that the format of the book had to be chosen first and the preset theme for the graphics. It made no mention of how to translate the uploaded photos onto this chosen format.
On the other hand, during today’s Sunday visit to the folks, my 82 year old mother was explaining to me about going onto u-tube for tutorials on every conceivable task and trade. She has assured me that step-by-step guidance delivers one through from A to Z of any given process.
So. Should I be encouraged to hope that someone out there recognizes the absolute ignorance of the beginner? Or should I be crushed that my mother, having been gifted a laptop in August this year (although having no internet connection until early October) has garnered greater understanding of the technology in this short time than I have mustered? Am I to be forever in her shadow????? And is that what my life’s lesson is to be???