I had a marketing meeting this morning. It’s a local group that gets together a couple of times a month for breakfast. I enjoy the people, I’ve gotten business from it and it’s a fun way to start the day every other week. There’s one girl that I just love. She’s young and vibrant and beautiful and she just makes me laugh. I always sit by her and really enjoy her conversations…. She’s also breaking into modeling a bit. I’ve done her photos and have another shoot planned just so we can PLAY. I follow her on instagram and see that she actually has a lot of shoots…. mostly with her pickup which is just a really cool looking pickup, so beautiful girl with a groovy pickup equals tons of people wanting to take photos. It’s a perfect “storm” that really isn’t stormy as long as she keeps her wits about her. (And she has…coz I have a momma hen complex and I watch…)
Today we were discussing her upcoming shoot and what we plan to do….when she was talking about all the photographers that she knows. This is when it becomes interesting. I know most of the photographers in this area. I’m involved in the local PPA which is professional photographers of america. I know them. We’re all friends and we go to workshops together and we learn together (even if we’re on different levels so one is learning one thing while one is learning another…) We are all in it together. We all know each other and we all respect and generally like each other. So when she’s talking about people I’ve never seen/heard of/met/nothing…I go to “person with a camera” over “photographer” which is a leap, not a full proof assumption but generally, I’m right. She knows a lot of guys with cameras. She’s explaining how they take photos and I’m “weird” because I sell prints. “Nobody else does that.”
Only, every photographer that I know, does that. It’s our work. We want it displayed and also we want it to last. It’s also how we make money. She says “my world of modeling is different than yours of photos. People only do digital. They send them to me, I put them on instagram and tag the photographer. That’s it. Always.”
OKAAAAAYYYY…..I’m not gonna hate on that. Do what you wanna do to fit the shoot. Sometimes, it’s what you do….So from a photographer’s standpoint….you do you. HOWEVER: There’s this adorable, fun, smart, vibrant, and beautiful girl who when she’s in her 40s or 50s and wants to look back or wants to show her child her photos….WILL HAVE NOTHING TO SHOW OR SEE. Nothing. No prints for her grown kids to find after she passes. No photos to show of her adorable youth and free spirit. Nothing to show of the outdated pickup that was her world. Nothing. She’s relying on facebook and instagram and her cell phone to hold her memories. Social medias change. Technology gets lost. Phones die, get dropped in water or go obsolete. She’s young and doesn’t see how “times change” (now I sound 112 years old) but they do and QUICKLY.
So I harp on her to PRINT THE PHOTOS. It doesn’t have to be an alternative process that will last hundreds of years (but if you wanna do that…I have workshops) even an inkjet print from a box store is better than nothing. Heck, go to mpix and upload your photos and have PRINTS. You can look back at them. You can show your kids. You can show your friends one day, but GET THE DANG PRINTS….
It’s my service announcement for the day…print the phone photos. Print the cheap photographer photos. BUY the prints from the more expensive photographer but GET THE DANG PRINTS….THESE ARE YOUR MEMORIES FOR POSTERITY!!!!
GET. THE. DANG. PRINTS!