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Event Jobs Blew Up by 300%, and I Never Actually Wanted to Shoot Events

Event jobs blew up 300% since last year. I never actually wanted to shoot events.

Everything I've Got

Event jobs blew up by about 300% since last year… and I never actually wanted to shoot events. My peers, my clients, and my bank account wanted me to do it. So I did it.

When I got home from an intense conference the other day, my wife asked how I was because I looked really tired. I told my wife that I think I'm emotionally drained. I give each person in front of my camera, whether in 3 seconds or 3 minutes or 3 hours or over 3 days, everything I've got.

A conference goer from that same event wrote in her review: “At the end of the day, when my turn came, I expected the photographer to be tired, naturally, and maybe not as engaged. I couldn't have been more wrong. He made the awkward process of getting a formal headshot easy and fun.”

How Do I Turn Off My Brain?

But with the scaling of events at this rate of growth, I have to take a step back and reassess. Because as an introvert, this may not be healthy for me.

I'm not removing myself from events, but will need to talk to my community and family how I'm going to not burn out. Raising my rates? Take on more passion projects. Have more intentional in person time with others? Exercise more?

My therapist asked me last week how I relax. I told her I don't actually know. I don't actually know how to turn off my brain.

If anyone would like to grab a cup of non alcoholic liquid over breakfast or lunch, I'm open to light casual conversations with you! Maybe at Assembly Row just north of Boston? This might just recharge me.

Or if you'd like to be my guest at Lifetime Fitness in Medford or Danvers, I'd love for you to join a workout session together.

LET'S CONNECT
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