so for the past few days, i've been watching vloggers' videos on Youtube. particularly, this guy:
his name is Ben Brown. according to his bio, he's a two-time World Champion for kayaking. he's also a designer, a filmmaker (all in his words), and he likes to 'win stuff''.
i've been watching his videos and i've been wondering about how easy they make it seem life can be, and why these vloggers can gain their own fanbase on Youtube quite easily. they all come from rather wealthy families--well enough to be traveling about very frequently, getting all sorts of camera equipment and accessories that not everyone is able to afford. i could be wrong, and he could have saved up a lot of money or is really making quite a bucket of cash with his filmmaking or designing jobs, so please, read this all with discretion.
these are all solely my opinions.
so i wondered: how easy it is, for us to be living in an era where we are able to pick up a camera, record and document our daily lives, upload it on the Internet, and with a little luck and a lot of effort (or the other way round), you're somebody on the vast world that is known as the world wide web. you are now a red dot. a mark on Earth. people are watching your videos, watching your life, hearing your thoughts and they are all being affected by it. suddenly there are people who want to be like you.
it's so easy.
we live in a time where attention is gold. and videos on the Internet, particularly, is such a groundbreaking technology because it has surpassed the very old definition of telecommunication. it used to be writings, letters, then telegrams, phone calls, e-mails, ICQ, MSN, and now, we are at the peak of telecommunication: we can see one another, hear one another, even when we are on the opposite ends of this magnificent planet. telecommunication has become so easy. suddenly we have access to a hundred thousand million people's lives, and it is solely up to us, whose lives we decide to watch.
will it be news reports on war and famine? will it be about animals and people who love animals? will it be about people who travel all across the world, experiencing new things? will it be about famous rockstars and their lives on tour?
it's so easy to be influenced. we choose our influences. we choose our contents.
i don't know, i guess it just amazes me, how just some years back, fame and popularity seemed so impossible and out of reach, but now, with so many social media platforms, we are all shining brighter than we ever could, inspiring one another and being supporters of one another.
and i see the danger as well: of thinking of yourself highly and that if somehow you lose these bunch of fans one day, you would be very sad and down, not knowing that once upon a time, you lived life fine without these strangers you call 'fans'. being so focused on yourself sometimes can also be bad, because you're so into the whole vlogging business or even creating content for your 'self' that you forget about others. all you want the world to see is your 'self'.
really, just some thoughts. totally not pointing any fingers.
last words on this? i do enjoy watching Ben go on his adventures with his friends. i enjoy hearing the British accent, and more so because i've always dreamed about going to Europe one day, so i enjoy their culture and language and food quite a lot. it excites me and it's therapeutic at the same time. it's inspiring to me because some of his friends whom he hangs around with me, is actually my age but is doing so much more than i am. i know we're from different cultures and have different goals and all that, but yeah, i do enjoy seeing life from someone else's perspective.
it's rather refreshing, and it sort of keeps me going, wanting to save up and go to Europe even more because of all his daily adventures there.
although, the danger within is that i maybe too caught up with his chill life sometimes that i don't even feel motivated to do anything else other than watch his videos.
like i said, just thoughts.
thanks for reading my ramblings/word diarrhea.
here's a really random fan art i did of him yesterday night:
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