The Dream
Twelve slides. About two minutes.
photosgraph
The world's photo album
Our dream
How many photos of you exist?
Not the ones you took. The ones everyone else took.
Born later? Your number is probably higher — smartphones arrived while you were young, and that's when most photos get taken.
Two things: how many photos the world took each year (film through smartphones), and your age at the time — babies and young adults get photographed far more than the rest of us.
It counts only ordinary photos — no video frames, no screenshots, no security cameras. The real number is probably higher.
Most of them you've never seen.
They're on other people's phones, in other people's shoeboxes — scattered wherever life took everyone who was there.
The same person. Nine lives' worth of other people's cameras.
The dream
One place. Every photo of you. Your whole life.
And not just yours — everyone's.
Connected, but private.
So why doesn't this exist already?
It could be done with AI facial recognition. But nobody wants that.
Or the big photo libraries could coordinate. But that's probably never going to happen.
Billions of photos. Few of them connected.
So we're building it the other way
photosgraph
People already know each other's faces. No scanning required — the people who were there say who was there.
Private and connected. Both, at the same time.
How it works
Five rules that never bend:
How it spreads
Other people's albums are your connections.
Your cousin tags Aunt Ruth in the reunion album that you're in.
You start your own album years later, and Ruth is right there to be tagged.
Every album you join widens the circle.
Your connections
Not the overlap. All of it.
Every person in every album you're in becomes one of your connections.
Three albums, and all of these people are yours to tag in the next one.
Tap the circles.
Then the photos find you.
People tag you and others in albums you share. Every photo from those albums becomes yours to mix and match.
Every photo of you and your mother. From everyone's albums at once.
Tap the names.
And then
The world is connected by private albums.
Everyone finally seeing their whole life in photos.
The same photos. Now they find each other.
It takes all of us.
One album. The people who were there. Their names — all connected, all private.