I guess this is where I turn the afterburners on for marketing my new book Natural Arizona. Natural Arizona is a collection of my photo portfolio and short stories, thoughts, and poems. Yup much like my blog that you’re reading right now. <—-Link for SEO purposes…
Here’s an external link to my book for more SEO purposes. Now I can say I know a little bit about marketing….thanks to Yoast. <Adds skill to LinkedIn profile.> Oh wow, I am getting crazy with the cheez whiz.
Beck inspired those thoughts, so might as well.
I kinda feel like a loser. You can stop reading here if you want. I sunk myself into my renewed passion for Photography 5 years ago. I thought I was doing good enough that I could be one of those people in a van traveling the country thanks to my cooperate sponsors. Honestly I have no idea how that works. If it’s like some of these people making money as content makers, uh no thanks. Sounds like they are slaves to their brand.
Yeah I’ve been putting a lot of effort into this production of my brand, me as an artist for a while I guess. In the early days I sold paintings, mostly for a pint of Guinness or a place to stay. I wrote poetry, prose, and even some outlines for a novel, because I thought one day I’m going to be like my heroes. I gave it all up for a while to sink into oblivion. Kinda. I used to think I was an amazing poet when I was drunk. “
“I’m a driver, I’m a winner. Things are going to change I can feel it.” – Beck – Loser 2:54
Sobriety changed a lot for me. I wasn’t as carefree as I used to be. I managed to get on board with a company developing self-driving vehicles. Then went on paid vacation for 1-2 months for a triple bypass, and again for a cooperate “oh fuck!” that ended with a nice severance. One good enough to chase this dream by purchasing a beginners digital single lens reflex, what we like to call DSLR in the biz.
I took this and starting going places I had always wanted to go, but never been. I’ve tried to sell the photos for a few years now. Or my skills. I came to an understanding of myself that I am an artist. So it’s best to present my inspired creations rather than try to find that inspiration creating for others. It doesn’t hurt as much getting rejected for art related jobs anymore.
Ooops another inspired paraphrase.
There is frustration that I know many artists went to their grave with. And some others got the break they needed to be themselves and get paid for it. I would be happy with just being able to quit driving to create whatever my heart desires.
“I’m a driver, I’m a winner. Things are going to change I can feel it.” – Beck
