Ever since I picked up a camera years ago, I have hoped to one day display large, proud, crisp and colorful prints in my own fine art photography gallery. As you can see from the title of this post, I’m not quite there yet. At least not in that sense of “there”. I do, however, feel I’ve made it “there” to a certain extent through a recent partnership with Palmer’s Gallery in Trolley Square. (It’s a horrible website, but a real nice gallery).
It’s wonderful to be represented in a gallery with several other very qualified photographers, and the realization (in part) of yet another photographic dream of mine. We were visiting with friends the other evening and one of them asked me how it feels to see my work hanging in a gallery. In short, it’s extremely satisfying. I try to stay pretty low key about it, for fear of coming across as arrogant or full of myself. But the truth is, I am ecstatic. It’s always fun to see my images on the computer screen, and it’s enjoyable to work on them, process them, etc. However, there is nothing more satisfying than seeing them printed large, and hanging (properly lit!) in a beautiful gallery. It’s not a huge money-maker for me at the moment, but I imagine it’s comparable to a song-writer hearing his/her song played on the radio–brings a grin for sure. Currently, there are five images on display and for sale. I hope to be placing more there in the future. If you’re downtown and you get a moment, go check it out!
