Monkey Minded Me

My brain seems to simmer, bubble, jabber and yap about all manner of things, some of which are actually interesting.  But sit down and try to write, GAH!  Everything freezes up, quiet descends and a still small voice says "oh shut up".

Trying to find work in this world, in this economy, depressed (myself and the economy) and worried is not a thing of beauty.

Have some printing work this week, some prints have sold, but omg it is slooooow......

Now, my question is this:  do I lie, and claim business is great, and imply (as is done in a lot of other blogs) that I have THE ANSWER and know THE WAY?  Or just be human and admit that working as an artist in this world is hard as hell?

AndI don't care what they say - it is two spaces after a period.  Dammit!

I am now going to attempt to mat some prints. 

Settling In

We are settling in, and the neighborhood is a-swirl with cherry blossom petals.

I'm going through the throes of upgrading; first the camera, then a larger monitor, and since there is no computer too fast to be slowed to a crawl I'm either going to add memory or get a new computer.

At times like this the digital revolution seems more like a well oiled machine designed to suck money out of my pockets.

However, this is one glorious spring - I live near Central Park and there has been an explosion of growth and color. And since I have gone back into always carry a camera mode, I've been piling up pixels like crazy.

The question still remains - how to freelance in the current photographic world?