About a year ago I decided to start a photography business but soon realized there was a lot more to it than I had envisioned. The easiest part was applying for and getting a sales tax number, which made TC Conner Photography an official business. In my mind that was basically all I had to do, besides order a few prints to have for sale, and make sure plenty of my best photos were available for viewing on my website.
I used to be the gardening columnist for a local newspaper and was quite capable of taking pretty good photos of flowers. I usually submitted a photo or three along with the weekly articles and I thought the experience I gained as a flower photographer could help me get my business off to a good start.
I was wrong. Or maybe I just didn’t give it my all. In any case, I came to the conclusion that it required much more time and effort than I was willing to give. Had I made the choice of a career in photography 35 years ago those two issues wouldn’t have mattered.
It’s funny how age seems to have crept up on me. Without any warning! One day I’m digging dirt for the raised bed gardens and the next day I’m contemplating where the dirt will be dug for my grave. Age doesn’t know or care what we think, it has one purpose – make us old.
(Drawing by Don Conner)