One reason I’m moving my internet photography away from Facebook and to the open internet.
There is a lot more truth on the Internet than you think. One just has to read beyond the headlines and sometimes connect the dots.
Facebook is an artificial environment. Yeah, I use it every day I’m around it, I keep people entertained with my latest brain farts, but the photography?
Facebook is unfulfilling for this photographer. I don’t care about likes. I care about good photographs. I post too many photos with the intention of getting likes. I don’t show you much of the strange stuff on Facebook because when I do, nobody likes it.
Every so often, I feel I have the change my mindset. Mental cleansing. Cerebral enema, purge the Facebook red meat from my photographic colon.
How does one come up with a viable blog post each day?
I’ll begin with familiar things. Not necessarily familiar to you, but a present fixture in my life. If you’ve followed my blogging on Facebook, you’ll know about our new family pet, Doobie.
For the uninitiated, Doobie is an 8 month old Besenji mix rescue dog. We got him in November to fill the holes in our hearts from the loss of our previous two dogs earlier in the year.
Like all pet owners on the internet, I too will subject you to photographs of my current best pal, Doobie. He’s quite a character (aren’t they all?) and we are in the process of training him to bring us firewood. I’d say we are about 65% there.
A day of melting snow and dealing with Amazon for another Amazon Prime fouled up order.
Amazon Prime. I signed up for a year last Summer, mainly to get free 2-day shipping. Well, the shipping turns out to be free but it’s seldom 2 day, more often 5 or 6 depending on the day of the week.
My recommendation, avoid it. It’s not worth the money.
Other than that, things are well here in the foothills of Denver.
Doobie has discovered that he can get to any horizontal surface in the kitchen. Trudy found him gobbling down the last of a box of danish this morning. No matter what you do, they always act like dogs. Doobie is a chow hound.
I’m plotting out a bit of Railroad photography for this year. I need fresh stuff man.
I’ve managed to gather web server stats for my internet pages for enough time to actually determine how well my strategy to increase my internet exposure is paying off.
Well, I’m happy to report that my overall web traffic since moving the photography solely to the Internet and away from Facebook has resulted in increased web traffic, over 50% on one page and close to 30% on my other pages combined over last year’s daily averages. Considering the fact that those pages had been well indexed and running quite consistently for years, that large a jump is exactly what I was hoping for.
For my friends from Facebook, thanks for sticking with me after the jump.
Ahhh, back to Winter here in the Denver area. We got about 6 inches of nice white dry powder snow here in the foothills. I wish we’d had some of this in December and January, but now is better than never. The snow is badly needed, here and in the mountains. This is our water.
Doobie has been enjoying his life of romping in the snow. At 6 months old, this is a first time experience for his little mind and he is soaking it in.
These days, I prefer weekdays to weekends. Being semi-retired, I’ve become accustomed to doing my local business when traffic and crowds are more thin.
A little relief from the Winter cabin fever we have been suffering from with a drive into the mountains yesterday to visit Trudy’s sister in Bailey, CO. I always take a camera with me on the chance that there may be wildlife in the area. Mid day though, isn’t exactly when the moose are going to be hanging around the local stream.
So, I’ll start the new week out staring out the window at the fresh white stuff while I drink a tall cup of hot Dunkin Donuts coffee and work on getting more stock photos uploaded to the agencies.
Been watching the Winter Olympics, but honestly, I just can’t get in to it. I’m all for “Team USA” rah, rah, rah, and I hope we win lots of medals and everyone gets famous. The best part of it is the distraction from the political bullshit that has engulfed the US. Driven by everyone’s need to out scream everyone else and the lies are at a record crescendo it appears.
Who do you trust? I don’t trust blatant liars, I know that much.
Today’s post is about life in the stock photography world.
This photograph of a raven was taken on my last trip to Moab, mostly on a whim. These birds have always frequented this particular area and they are totally unafraid of humans. I have seen them climb in cars and look around for food and stuff.
This happens frequently.
Without mentioning names, one of the stock agencies I used rejected this image as they felt it had “no commercial value or appeal”
Okay, fine. It’s not a work of art. The other agencies I submitted it to all approved the image.
Today, I sold the first copy of this image on one of my stock agencies and it was not just a simple 35 cent sale. It actually made me a few dollars and I’d bet it sells again.
The lesson I suppose is; any photo not earning income is worthless.
Even a photograph someone deemed worthless has value. Never take it personal when you get rejected and never believe a photo is worthless based on one person’s opinion.