Sleeves Magazine May 2016 | Page 43

against what's most popular across the board and with other people like you. The algorithms employed by social networks are all slightly different, but they tend to add up to the same effect – you see more and more of the things you've previously seen, and the more you interact with things you like, the less opportunity you have to find and interact with other things, other ideas. It's an echo chamber, where initially you find new ideas and identities by sampling a delightful smorgasbord of richer and more beautiful posts than your own, but eventually you enter into a cycle which simply confirms and re-confirms that message to which you have already agreed, for example, "wow, aren't floral print shirts cool!?" Be honest with yourself – when was the last time you saw something challenging on Instagram? When was the last time you were blown away by the boldness of an outfit, or a location, or an aesthetic ideology? I bet it was sort of never. Because you follow a bunch of accounts that know what you like and know how to give it to you. And if something somehow slips through the net and you see something that doesn't fit (whether figuratively or literally) the conditioned response is to unfollow, or react negatively, or just scroll on by to the next piece of mock-shock tailoring with a wrinkled nose and a disdain for intellectual curiosity. So here's a thought, and it's something I think we should all do. Find five or so accounts on Twitter, Instagram, and any other networks you use regularly, that you hate. Five accounts that regularly post material that makes you feel weird, uncomfortable, even disturbed. If you're a preppy, find a few urban or hip-hop accounts. If you're pretty scruffy, follow Joseph GordonLevitt. Whether it's just a style you're so unfamiliar with it seems alien and wrong, or something within your world that seems so ugly and transgressive as to be point-blank bad, give them a good honest try out for a few weeks. I bet within a month they'll be some of your favourite accounts. Comfort is overrated. Sleeves Magazine