As Rummey Bears continues to evolve and morph into more of a personal mummy (type) blog I keep hitting walls of inner turmoil. Presently I'm mulling over the balance between keeping it aesthetically pleasing whilst remaining true to reality.
We interpret information based on our own experiences. If my experience on a particular day is that of Shitty With Raging Toddler I am not particularly receptive to someone who has merrily cooked and baked or sewn matching outfits for their children (and managed to document it all with a cumbersome DSLR). Nor do I take well to seeing the latest show-and-tell purchases, strategically placed objects in styled photographs or make-believe wishlists. As I write this I realise that on those days it's probably just best to stay off the computer at all. Dang.
However, on a good day these same things may wash over me as I bask in the interwebs endless stream of inspiration and try desperately not to follow any links for handmade wares on Etsy.
Initially I was quite content to pretty up my images (shove mess to the side, pull out a floral sheet here and there – that kinda thing) but now that the readership here extends beyond my immediate family and friends, and many of people that drop by may be time-poor and sleep-deprived mothers, am I at liberty to continue to edit out the crappy and dull? I don't want create a false personal advertorial but I also don't feel compelled to photograph my dirty bathroom – even with the magical 50mm lens.
This is my conundrum. As a blog author do you retain ownership to portray your life as whatever you please? Or do you think as your readership grows you have an ethical responsibility to be more aware of the picture you are painting?
(Images. Top: iPhone shenanigans. Bottom: Abstract Expressionism by BB)