It wasn’t long ago when I paid my dues. I took the time to learn my craft. I learned enough to take ok pictures. Instantly I became a “professional photographer” and all I needed was an online portfolio, a website template and one of those expensive digital cameras.
In 2006 the internet was all about forums, and photography forums were popping up everywhere, almost as fast as wedding photographers. I had to jump on the wagon so I joined one or two photographer forums online. Maybe three of four, I can’t remember, but I was posting and reading on those forums every day and night. I had to learn more, get better, and be the best. Not only that, be able to post my wedding photographs on the forums to “wow” other wannabe’s. If one person posted something really cool and aesthetically appealing, two dozen other would emulate that person or style. The same thing went for photoshop processes – if someone came out with a nice sepia or vintage feel to their pictures there’d be a frenzy on how to do it. Then followed the frenzy to out-do each other. Then there was the dawn of wedding photojournalism. Some real photojournalists took pictures of some wedding as if it was a news event, and people went nuts over the idea. Wedding photojournalism was the thing to do and the buzz words to include in one’s website or ad. Looking back at those days makes me smile and frown at the same time. I was one ant that got caught up in the wave of trends, frantically trying to keep up.
I did pretty well for myself back then. My first year I booked 30-something weddings, my second year 40+ weddings. I was netting six figures. It was easy. Too easy. I think that was the reason for my current demise. All I did was include the right keyword searches on my website and Google put me in the first page for wedding photography searches in my area. Over time, Google evolved, and I didn’t. Search engine optimizing got a lot more sophisticated and more difficult to harness. At the same time, my peers and I had glamorized the life of being a photographer through our blogs postings, bragging on forums, and the dawn of social media. We created a universal image of us photographers having the time of our lives, photographing “fabulous” couples, coming up with uber gorgeous images (fabulous and uber were the trendy-hip words at the time) and making a good living out it. Of course the reaction was pure envy or inspiration. Probably it was both. So droves of newly married couples, internet surfers, real (or wannabe) photographers, and anyone seeing the fabulous life that photographers lived online were buying up the latest and the greatest new digital cameras so they too could get a piece of the fabulousness. Then I wasn’t doing so well for myself. I’ll go into this whole turn of events in an entirely new post and topic.
Now where was I? Oh yes, I paid my dues. I consider myself a professional photographer. A real PROFESSIONAL. I’m different from the dude that got his first DSLR from his parents, or the gal that was enamored by photo “rockstars” whom they saw speak at the WPPI (wedding and portrait professionals international) convention in Las Vegas. I actually know how to take pictures with film or a DSLR. But this whole post is pointless, because it doesn’t matter. The whole internet is full of proof that you can be a “pro” without the education, the background, or paying your dues. I’m a professional photographer, damnit!
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