…is not really an art as everyone could probably accomplish it, but nowadays – a time of permanent availability, constant digital whatsoever and 24/7 being-online, going offline seems to be a forgotten appreciation.
And yet – not even decades ago, our modern society dreamed of technologies that would make connection whenever and wherever possible. Today we have that kind of connection. It is not only convenient, it is also awesome and fun. We share pictures, opinions, emotions, thoughts, news and life-changing decisions with what seems to be the WHOLE world. Social network logins are so out of fashion, since we do not need to log-in anymore for we are logged-in constantly. Just a tap on the app away and there we are – in the blue-framed world of faces. Twitter: same thing. Google plus (if anyone actually uses it) also – Pinterest, Instagram, Spotify, Soundcloud…you name them. It is so fun since there’s always something going on. Something new to discover or uncover.
However: What about the analog world? We used to think that it is outdated, boring and unconvenient. Bring a handwritten letter – I mean HANDWRITTEN (hello World 2.0) to the post office and find out it’s opening hours are not now. Bummer. But imagine coming home from a long day at work, passing by your mail box, sensing something in it, open it and find the handwritten letter adressed to you. Who would not think „awwww“?
We do not „awww“ anymore when an e-mail pops up in our inbox. And our eyes start to dry out from staring at a glaring screen display – whether it’s your computer, your tablet, your smartphone or even your old-fashioned mobile phone. Even a retina-display will eventually become a pain in the
a.. eye after a while.
So is being offline an art after all, for we people – we modern, civilized, technology-spoiled westerners – cannot live without online anymore and have forgotten to appreciate the sound of real outside living chirping birds in the morning glory? Do we drive crazy when our connection is wonky while spending a day at the beach and we’re unable to post a bikini-photo or at least a vintage-filtered image of our hopefully perfectly pedicured feet in the sand?
The art of offline is in its bloom today more then ever. It has become a desire and fits perfectly in today’s desires to step back and thorough consideration of what is really necessary. We have learned and learned to love the online-world, now we start to hate it, because it cannot compensate for real conversations and real-time hang-outs with our friends and family, real-time travelling and the weight of a backpack full of experience on our shoulders, the sound of gigantic newspaper pages turning over on a lazy Sunday morning in bed with a mug of home-made coffee.
Art is not only picking up a brush and paint – it is in the first place: picking up yourself, opening your eyes and soaking up what is going on around you – in real-time, 3D, HD, Dolby-Surround and so on. And yes, all these features actually come with the art of offline.