…something I have a love/hate relationship with. I’m sure many, many
photographers people can relate. Let’s start with the love (and we’ll probably end with the love as well, because that’s how I roll).
As a mother to little ones and a photographer, day-to-day life can be kept quite small. Small in a good way. Simple. Good. Great, actually. Of course that leaves me craving adult conversation. Something you miss when you don’t have an 8-5 job (though I pray I never have another). In enters social media. Photographers create their own coworkers in a virtual world. My photographer groups on Facebook are my place to chat around the watering hole. There’s no Dwight to play pranks on (which I would totally love to have) but the conversation is never dull. Most I’ve met face-to-face, some I’ve never had the chance, and a few I hope to not (*wink*wink*). Their my colleagues, friends and cheerleaders. Photographers are my people. They understand the obsession. They understand the drive. It’s a different way of thinking and there’s usually an immediate kinship between me and another artist. They are the most fascinating people (to me). No two artists are alike. Each have their own way of thinking and I learn and grow so much from artist friends. There’s even a place for photographers that are more about the business than the art form. To be a professional photographer it’s less about photography and more about business. Let’s just say my right brain is quite a bit more developed than my left. Social media is a great place to make friends, promote business, and make my world a lot bigger.
Now here comes my beef (or tofu for you vegans) with social media. It’s freakin’ annoying! It’s a rat race to be the first, the best, the loudest. Don’t care. Don’t care. Don’t care. Gah! I don’t like to talk about myself in person, I definitely don’t want to scream it over and over (and over and over and over and over) online. Not only that, it’s a numbers game. How many likes can I get. How many clicks, view, shares, tweets, fan, favorites, etc. etc. etc. It’s hard (for me) to pretend to care what people think of me. I was never that girl that needed approval. Social media is a popularity contest, and though I can be extremely competitive, I just can’t seem to put myself back in high school and run for student counsel. I like to go against the grain, be different, even if it’s not a “good” way. It’s a serious short coming I have as a small business owner, but as an artist, it’s liberating. Hopefully I can learn to bridge the gap…somehow.
So if I’m being honest, I’ve probably check Facebook three times (and changed a diaper, fed a baby, and made a snack) while writing this post. What can I say, I’m not that great at blogging either. Instagram I can do. A social media built around photos and nothing else. Perfect.T-46 hours until the San Diego Medium Festival of Photography starts. I’m excited to meet, learn and grow. I hope to see you there or at the open portfolio walk through and check out some local artist.