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Honor



This week, I experienced a delightful surprise, a deep sense of honor, and a profound feeling of humility. A simple email from a friend set everything in motion.

My recent post titled END was a short post which included a picture I took recently while at Churchill Downs racetrack. After the post went out, I will on rare occasions get feedback from a select few people. My friend Al rarely comments, but regarding this post he simply put “That is a great photo.” Al is a jokester, so I had to clarify if he was serious or joking. He was not joking.

The email switched to text where he told me how he admired the shot and asked if he could get a copy to be printed on canvas for his home office. This is where honor and humility come in.

I have sold prints to my friends Tesa, Tricia, Amanda, Laurie, Kim, Erin and even a family friend Sister Rose. Dr. Erin, my cousin Micki, and my mother-in-law also have my work hanging in their homes. I have even had friends like Troy inquire about future purchases. In addition, I provided Mark, Neale, and Kevin with photographs.

I have received payment several times for capturing precious family moments through photography and for photographing graduating seniors. However, all the other photos I have taken have been so well-received that people have been eager to buy them or showcase them in their personal or professional spaces.

Throughout these blog posts, I have expressed my passion for photography, but one aspect I haven’t emphasized enough is the immense satisfaction I derive from seeing my captured moments in tangible print. That people will pay for my artwork to be professionally printed, beautifully framed, and proudly displayed in their homes or offices is something that I find incredibly meaningful.  

From digital dreams to paper’s hold, A memory blooms, a story told. Ink whispers tales on canvas white, A captured moment bathed in light.

Until next time,

Tim

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