This past two weeks, I've sold 11 prints from 16X24 to 24X36. I was selected without knowing I was selected by a bank in Winter Park - it was done without my site being buyer friendly.
There are photographers out there who creat images that take my breath away and many of them do not think the internet is a place people will buy from. Compared with some sites I charge very little for my work - $220 plus shipping and tax for a 20X30 shipped in a tube and yet, as hard as I've made it, I make a sale.
My enjoyment of photography certainly never centered around money. There are far more efficient ways of making it. My insurance business allowed me the freedom both financially and in my schedule so that i could go when i wwanted and expand what i needed as I grew in to it.
It all began with a need to get out and walk and the camera seemed to make it more interesting and the more obssessed I became with the colors, rythyms and patterns in nature, the more I walked and the more I learned.
I took some pretty bad phtos in the beginnig not understanding the limitations of film with light. I experimented and read and went out again and again. I began with digital and went to print film and then to slides and back to digital. Digital allowed me to waste as much clicking as i wanted but the images weren't big enough and film was the way to go - funny how much has happened in the last 10 years.
As I grew to understand film, light and the camera by reading a lot and studying the pros, the tools became a part of the background - almost invisible and that's when I began seeing past recording and became agile enough to begin to express my feelings and to fall in love with the moon, water and reflections, the hot colors of sunsets and sunrises and trees - beautiful trees.
That, to me is what expresses art - when you fall n love the process and subject and can't hold it in. Doesn't matter if it's a camera - when i spend enough time to find the voice I could hear inside and shout it out with the camera iswhen, for the first time I discovered an artist that lived inside.
I could draw and I am technicallly colorblind (which means I can't see the numbers in the book the eye doctor shows me) but I can certainly see light and patters and designs.
If there is any more to art than expressing your love, I don't know what it would be.