Well folks, I’ve reached 100 likes on my blog posts. Don’t I feel special!
|Italicized writing from this website: Within My Power – The Power of One Man|
The following was written by Forest E. Witcraft (1894 – 1967), a scholar, teacher, and Boy Scout administrator and first published in the October 1950 issue of Scouting magazine.
I am not a Very Important Man, as importance is commonly rated. I do not have great wealth, control a big business, or occupy a position of great honor or authority.
Yet I may someday mould destiny. For it is within my power to become the most important man in the world in the life of a boy. And every boy is a potential atom bomb in human history.
A humble citizen like myself might have been the Scoutmaster of a Troop in which an undersized unhappy Austrian lad by the name of Adolph might have found a joyous boyhood, full of the ideals of brotherhood, goodwill, and kindness. And the world would have been different.
A humble citizen like myself might have been the organizer of a Scout Troop in which a Russian boy called Joe might have learned the lessons of democratic cooperation.
These men would never have known that they had averted world tragedy, yet actually they would have been among the most important men who ever lived.
All about me are boys. They are the makers of history, the builders of tomorrow. If I can have some part in guiding them up the trails of Scouting, on to the high road of noble character and constructive citizenship, I may prove to be the most important man in their lives, the most important man in my community.
A hundred years from now it will not matter what my bank account was, the sort of house I lived in, or the kind of car I drove. But the world may be different, because I was important in the life of a boy.
I find this interesting that when you search for this poem, some sites recognize it as anonymous.
A hundred years from now it will not matter what my bank account was, the sort of house I lived in, or the kind of car I drove…but the world may be different because I was important in the life of a child.
The above text quote is from this website.
You would think they would credit the author, Forest Whitcraft. Someone changed the last word from “boy” to “child” and now Forest Whitcraft loses credit for profound statement. He seems like the type that wouldn’t care too much about that. Well me, I am not that evolved. I work hard as an artist (photographer and writer) and I want credit for my work. I also like validation. You’ll have to buy my memoir to find out about the deep seeded reason for that! But I think everyone loves validation.
I have been using Pinterest and I am still so new to the site, that I am not sure how I feel about it. I worked really hard to upload watermarked images, but I am still finding people using my photos that do not have the watermark on them. I am reporting people to Pinterest that do that. I feel bad about it though, like “Oh, how can I be your friend still, even though you are stealing my photos and not crediting me?” Like, I ‘ll lose a precious fan or potential customer. News flash — if people steal the photos and don’t credit me, it is safe to say, they are not going to buy a photo. Dah! I am also looking out for other photographers.
I had a mini discussion with a photographer about photo piracy on Twitter, when he posted that this photo had been pirated. This is what he said,
@memomuse1 Sorry I didn’t get back sooner but I once heard this: once you put a photo on the web you no longer control it. You can always control how put it there but once it’s up assume it can and will be taken.
Why does this have to be the case? Should we just give into plagiarism and photo piracy? I have come to the conclusion, I will make a living as a teacher, educator, and hopefully someday, as a writer. Now, as a stay-at-home mom, I am not bringing in an income. I do have assignments that pay as a freelance writer and photographer, but as far as my art goes, I do it because I love it. An old friend of mine, asked me recently, “Are you making money with your art?” I responded, “Well, it depends on what you define as making money.” This bothered me, mostly because, it reinforced the fact I am not making money. But that is not my incentive. I guess what fuels me most is when someone appreciates the art in a photo or one of my blog posts moves someone enough to take extra time to comment on my blog.
I don’t really have a plan yet on what I am exactly trying to do. Yes, it would nice if I sold some photos at my art online gallery at Artflakes.com and yes, it would super awesome to go viral on Pinterest as the awesome cowboy and rodeo photographer lady. But the truth is, I am slowly building a platform, of real people (like you who actually read my blog) who actually like my blog because they really do like it. I have been caught up in forcing all my work out there that is even annoys me how I am marketing myself. Little known secret — I was an elementary and special education major in college and I have a Master’s in English (Creative Writing), so I have no idea what I am doing on the business/marketing side. I just am feeling the intensity of the NOW of the internet and social media, especially along the lines of platform. But I have so much to learn still. My good friend sent me this article, which might be of help to you if you are trying to build a platform, as well.
I feel the internet makes me fall into old mind traps of how I will get discovered instantly and then I can write thank you notes to all my people. Ha. It’s so funny, sometimes I really think I have nailed it. Like this attempt I had last night to channel Don Draper and write copy on Pinterest to get some traffic to my Talenthouse portfolio, ultimately to get more supporters to vote for my photo of Chris LeDoux. Ha. I guess nobody wants my ugly mug sitting on their pretty Pinterest boards (I would have uploaded an image of an attractive cowboy, cowgirl, or horse if I could have, but Pinterest only found the image of me sitting in a barn with my typewriter on my lap).
There’s a whole barn full of cowboys here in my portfolio at Talenthouse (click on my photo). And they all tell a story — hop in the truck and let’s take a ride to Wyoming to see the largest outdoor rodeo and western celebration in the United States! Hell yeah, hop in and let’s put some gravel in our travels.
Photos of Willie Nelson, Tim McGraw, Kenny Chesney, Chris LeDoux, JB Mauney, Clint Craig, Brian Canter, cowboys, cowgirls, and broncs and bulls, and scenic Wyoming. Black and white photos with an artistic perspective. I’d love to get your feedback, so be sure to leave a comment if you have time. Thanks for stopping by my photo ranch!So, there you have it — I am really good at photography, writing, and teaching. Advertising and marketing — well, I think Don Draper would take pleasure in firing me.I changed the Pinterest photo and copy (my husband helped me rewrite it). He has more sense than me.It now reads: There’s a whole lot of cowboys here at my ranch. Visit them at my portfolio at Talenthouse (click on photo). And they all tell a story — hop in the truck and let’s kick up some dust and take a ride to Wyoming to see the largest outdoor rodeo and western celebration in the United States! Let’s go to the Daddy of em’ All!And I put this photo in instead of my ugly mug!
FYI: To make the © symbol: Press the Alt key and “0169” at the same time. My husband helped me with that. I do an inner “high-five” via my left brain every time I execute that simple, but at one time, completely foreign and unreachable to my right brain mind.
I actually met with a literary agent at the 2011 South Carolina Writer’s Workshop, and after two rejections of my gift book, The Original Journal (see tab above if you are not familiar with that project), I decided the third pitch needed to be something else, or my ego would literally strangle me with its wounded limbs. So, I pitched my memoir. The agent put her business card on the table. I had no idea what that meant, having suffered (cue ego sad music) two rejections from other agents.
She said, “My next appointment has cancelled, so do you have questions about the publishing business and process?”
I searched my mind and had one thing on my mind, “How did my pitch go?”
She smiled, she is from the Mid-West, and so down to earth and said, “I gave you my card.”
I was like, “Yeah, OK, what does that mean?”
She laughed kindly and looked me dead in the eye (this time I wasn’t about to cry like after the rejection from the last two agents), and said, “I want to see the first 30 pages.”
I think I could have hugged her. I really wanted to. I was on top of the world.
I have several drafts, and as Anne Lamott says in Bird by Bird, I certainly have a shitty first draft. And a shitty second draft. I am working on the second two chapters. I finished the first chapter.
So I have a tangible lead — but I get caught up in the get-discovered-via-the-all-mighty-internet scheme very easily. I know it happens — Julie and Julia, the lady who makes stuffed animals from children’s illustrations, and Justin Bieber. Granted I don’t have a YouTube channel and I don’t write about food (hell, I hardly cook) and I couldn’t sew a button on a jacket to save my life. I write. I take photographs. I am memomuse. That should be enough. But I really do want to get discovered. Fast. Like now. But I am doing what I do and eventually it will take where I’m supposed to go.
“Trust in what you love, continue to do it, and it will take you where you need to go.”