Day 41 of 100, Hannover, Germany
I started writing this one almost 2 weeks ago, flashing by fields, towns, stations, borders, on our way from Denmark to Germany for the second time. Family calls, and the train journey soothes. Over the past week and a bit, I’ve been adding and adding to it, so it’s coming to you in parts.
Continued from yesterday.
“What?” I hear you say. “Don’t you have a job? Or have you just been squandering trust fund money?”
Yes, I do have a job. Several of them. And no trust funds (at this point in time, no savings either). I run various businesses with Flemming, which means we have a toe in many puddles. One of these puddles is photography and video, and that is starting to pay less and less, despite the larger proportion of time invested in them. Our last video project – one of the most fun ones we’ve done to date – ended up costing us our entire pay. Ditto the last presentation assignment. We’ve been hanging onto these jobs… a little too long now. We think of ourselves as photographers, and it’s an identity we’d like to have professionally as well as personally. Perhaps mistakenly.
Speaking for myself, I don’t know if I want this photography thing to be professional anymore.
Presently, I make better (per hour pay), more regular money making websites and managing social media than I do with photography. A lot less investment goes into these jobs than the ones I do with photography. But I do realize that to make money with photography, I have to go the commercial route, and if I am completely honest, there is no commercial photography (ie. the kind that pays a living wage) I want to do.
What I want to do, is shoot street. That is all I am interested in. And that is the one thing that’s not been getting any love because of aforementioned scrabbling.
charlene winfred 