Not long ago, I made the decision to make some changes in my personal and business life. After much consideration and way too many nights with too little sleep…tossing, turning, and thinking, I decided it was time to spend more time with family and friends. And, I decided that it was time to get back to my fine art roots.
For several years I owned and operated a photography studio business. The studio had been such a huge part of my daily life. It became a priority in such a way that I found that I was missing way too much…scheduling family around business instead of the other way around. When a talented and energetic and yes, young photographer inquired about buying some studio equipment from me, it was just the nudge that I needed to make the decision. Instead of some…I cut her a deal on all…she took me up on it, and we both looked forward to what the future held for us.
I do miss the families who became friends over the years…many of them returning year after year for portrait updates. I miss rolling around on the studio floor with the little ones…coaxing those amazing smiles and expressions out of them. My corporate and commercial clients not only became friends, but were a huge part of keeping the studio afloat financially. And the wedding clients…well, nothing is more beautiful than love.
Today I sit here in the office and glance to my right…there it is, that huge, open, airy space with lots of light…the empty studio. In a couple of days, this piece of my history as a photographer will slowly begin to disappear from view as the contractors begin the work of turning it into something I’ve never had before. It will become the new master bedroom, complete with bath and walk-in closet. I’m excited, but it is a bittersweet excitement. There will be no going back.
I don’t promise to “wow” the world with my incredible art, although hearing a “Wow!” now and again never hurts the artistic ego. What I do promise is that I will laugh more, love more, hug my family and friends more, and take each new day as, well…a new day!
At the risk of sounding cliché…time marches on, life and priorities change and so… Today I will listen to an old song, and I will write a new verse.