because he was right

As most of you who have been reading this blog for any length of time know, I'm pretty excited about photography. I would love it if this could become a way of bringing in some income. Toward that end, I recently started posting my work to RedBubble, an online community where artists can share their work, receive feedback from other artists, and sell their pieces through a variety of media.

I didn't go in naively expecting that in joining RedBubble, I'd find myself with more money than I knew what to do with (though I would not have objected were this the case). I was spoiled when, in my very first upload to the site, one of my pieces was featured and got a lot of attention (408 views and 8 favoritings at last check). It hasn't been quite that easy since. I upload photos that I think are fabulous, but the number of views these pieces garner doesn't reflect that the RedBubble community holds the same opinion.

Sigh. Harumph.

James has long maintained (not without some bias, I think) that I should work on perfecting the art of self-portraiture and share it with the world. You're the most beautiful thing they're going to see, he says. I admit I rolled my eyes in response to this at least once. I like self-portraits, but isn't that a little narcissistic to ask people to view and potentially buy them? But I agreed to give it a try for the first time this past weekend (with only a smidge of reluctance).

And guess who ate her words?

Yep, that would be me.

I got a text message from the man himself this morning telling me my work had been featured in a group for users of Canon DSLRs. While it's not featured on the featured page, it's still getting more attention than anything since my first upload.

Huh. Go figure.

And to think: I put a cheap department store scarf from Ireland on my head, snapped a few shots in my living room, did a bit of post-processing, and all of the sudden I'm RedBubble famous (er ... RedBubble Canon DSLR group famous, that is).

I guess I'll take that.