I really don't want to name my (hopeful) photography business "Chinaberry", but it's all I can come up with that hasn't already been taken. I had the grand idea of Red Tree Photography, but it already exists. So then I thought, how about Red Leaf Photography? That one's out there, too. Red Maple? Yep. Wasn't as excited about that one anyway. And I'm not sure why I was on the red theme. Ok, so how about No Name Photo until I can come up with a real name? Looks like other people are having the same problem because that one is spoken for, as well. So until I come up with something more creative and suitable, Chinaberry it is ... I guess I'm sticking with the tree theme for now (Chinaberry is a tree).
I'm one of those people who has always wanted to be a photographer. However, I am not one of those people who went out and did it. My first major in college was photography, but I only stayed in it for one quarter (we were on quarters rather than semesters at LA Tech). I didn't even have an actual photography class, just two art classes. There are a handful of reasons why I decided to change majors. The art classes were each 4 hours long compared to my friends' classes that ranged from 1-2 hours. I know, stupid excuse, but it mattered to me then. Excuse #2: my mother told me that she had run into one of my old high school teachers who asked her what I was majoring in. When Mom replied "photography", the teacher said, "Oh ... so what is she really going to do?" (High school friends, can you guess who that teacher was??) What, like there are absolutely no professional photographers in this world? Yes, people do actually grow up to be photographers. It shouldn't have affected me so much, but I have always allowed myself to feel inferior, so the comment just fell right into step with my "I can't do that/I'm not good enough to do that" philosophy. And then there's excuse #3: I was splitting the cost of college with my parents. They paid for the first quarter, I would pay for the second, they paid for the third ... you get the idea. Anyway, the second quarter was coming up with my very first photography class, and you need a camera for a photography class. More than just a point-and-shoot. And I really didn't know how I was going to pay for tuition, books, supplies and a really nice camera. So I didn't ask or say anything and instead decided that it just wasn't going to work out.
I'm now 30 years old and finally trying to take steps to learn and be what I've always daydreamed about being. I feel like a big old (referring to my age) dork for just now starting at the very beginning when there are so many other really good photographers out there. Why would the world need one more person to take pictures?! Why would Northwest Arkansas need one more person to take pictures?! I am hoping beyond hope that there is a niche for me and that I don't embarrass myself too badly in the process :)
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