Writers and artists have always been self-conscious consumers and filterers of experience, saving it and using it for artistic purposes later on.
Our online experience (and this is particularly true for specific ones, such as gaming or digital photography) seems to proceed in four stages. The first is tentative exploration, testing the waters; the second is wholehearted immersion; the third is a determination to maintain boundaries; the fourth is recalibration of the relationship between what happens online and what happens IRL -- as we still like to put it. This has been happening to millions of people for around twenty years now, and what's most remarkable is how little progress we have made in understanding ourselves.
Nathan Jurgenson's recent essay in The New Inquiry shows how this recalibration happens -- and, perhaps more important, how we hide its real nature from ourselves:
But this idea that we are trading the offline for the online, though it dominates how we think of the digital and the physical, is myopic. It fails to capture the plain fact that our lived reality is the result of the constant interpenetration of the online and offline. That is, we live in an augmented reality that exists at the intersection of materiality and information, physicality and digitality, bodies and technology, atoms and bits, the off and the online. It is wrong to say "IRL" to mean offline: Facebook is real life.
Jurgenson discusses Sherry Turkle's April essay for the New York Times in which she laments the displacement of material experience from our consciousness in favor of the digital, and he argues that the very material experiences she celebrates took on greater and fuller meaning by having an online destination:
When Turkle was walking Cape Cod, she breathed in the air, felt the breeze, and watched the waves with Facebook in mind. The appreciation of this moment of so-called disconnection was, in part, a product of online connection. The stroll ultimately was understood as and came to be fodder for her op-ed, just as our own time spent not looking at Facebook becomes the status updates and photos we will post later.
I'm not sure Jurgenson's reading is correct: maybe Turkle was not thinking about translating her experience into online terms but rather simply planned to write about it -- in this sense writers and artists have always been self-conscious consumers and filterers of experience, saving it and using it for artistic purposes later on. Perhaps Facebook and Twitter and Instagram incline more and more of us to respond to our experiences as only artists once did -- perhaps in that sense the optimistic view that all of us are becoming creators is really true. Though whether that's a good thing or not, whether the moment tends to get lost in the anticipation of its digital representation -- that bears thinking about, as Nick Carr and Michael Sacasas have thought about it in response to Jurgenson's essay.