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