It is amazing that from October until the end of March I was able to make a run at being a professional photographer. I got to live the dream, and then watch it die a quick death. I was on the brink of several huge opportunities, but because nothing was guaranteed and I was forced to a make a decision that affected my families homeless status. I was had to take a job, temporary or not. I did the right thing, but that doesn't prevent me from being deeply saddened by the loss of my dream. As I make the transition from career to hobby, I would like to look at what I accomplished during my six months as a professional photographer as well as what went wrong. So let's start with the negative and document what went wrong: Now on to the positive. What did I accomplish during the last six months? I made some amazing friends. I tested a concept that I might be able to work I became connected with creative self. I worked with some amazing people and I created some amazing art. People Art
And finally I learned a lot about myself. This is attributed to my experience with the Artist Way. I found in that group a new family of caring and giving people who although undeniably different than I am, a so similiar in their fears and frustrations. There was a lot growth and healing that happened to me through the artist way and through the relationships developed. This is possibly the most important experience I had over the last six months, and while I have light years to travel still, this was the start of an important journey for me.
So while my professional photography career appears to be cut cut short, it is a short termed delay. I have bigger plans for Salem and I will soon be in the face of those that have ignored me recently. Get ready Salem cause here I come.