My portrait business is a big part of my livelihood, because I love the people I get to meet and often they become friends. It’s awesome, and right now there isn’t anything else in the world I’d rather be doing. But I know my job is going to have to evolove. I’m a creature of change, and I want to grow as a professional photographer. So I’ve been dabbling in all sorts of photography genre’s. One of which is art shows. I remember when I would walk the streets of the Plaza Art Fair and think someday I want to be here, doing this. But it was one of those dreams you quickly tuck away and disregard. Because the people in those art shows, they are brave, and I am not. But slowly I’ve taken steps to make that dream a reality. A couple weekends ago I had my Indonesia work on display in my tent at the Zona Rosa Art Festival. I was finally one of those brave artists. And it was awesome! People came, they looked, they OOOhhhed, and Ahhhed. They talked to me about my work, but I didn’t sell any of my big pieces. 🙁 I was really sad and frustrated. I started to wonder if it was my work, if it was me, I started to feel the brave artist melting away with my drive to follow my dreams. I questioned what’s important, to be an artist that has something to share, or to be an artist that has something to sell. I still don’t have the answers, but I do know I need my work to represent the person I am, the life I’ve lived, and the experiences I’ve had. Staying true to my passion is what I’ll do for now. I’ll pick my head up, and look ahead because I might not be brave, but I’m tough.
Here are my 3 big ones. These are all 36×46. Buddha sit by my at work.