There’s no such thing as weekends for freelancers. At least for freelancers like Kiks and I.
We spent the whole day shooting (he took the morning shift; I had come after lunch to sub for him), but the day’s not over yet — I got home about half an hour ago, and just about to start on the post-processing work. Then I’m sending all of the photos to Kiks so he can lay them all out on the menus and things.
Don’t get me wrong, though, I’m not complaining. I like — no, wait. I love what I do, and I don’t think I’ve ever seen it as a chore. Sure, it would be great to get XX,XXX every month and buy myself all these fancy things like an iPhone or new equipment or even my own little car if I were employed at some huge company and work only 5 times a day, 8 hours a week (on average). It would be fantastic. But I’m happy to give up my weekends to take and post-process photos, as long as I’m doing things that I discipline myself to do, and not things I am told to do (which could result in a stressed out, whiny Tracy).
Being an entrepreneur is no easy task, most especially in the early stages when you’re still trying to figure stuff out on your own and trying to get yourself out there. We’re well aware of that fact, but I honestly think it’s a bold move for young people to make, especially when we started from scratch — no funding from our parents (this is an especially big issue), and just making do with our own little equipment and skills. We’ve been at it for a little over two years, and we’re determined to make this work.
The three of us — Kiks, Karl, and I — keep a positive outlook on things, and it’s been doing us pretty well. We especially appreciate the support from our friends and family who believe so strongly in us, and that’s worth spending a rainy Sunday doing what we believe we do best.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I have photos to post-process.











































