Carolina Photo Guy
Senior Member
Hi everybody. 
It seems that I am in another preaching mood. You can escape, but you have to go away NOW! If you stay, be prepared to have a small portion of your life changed irrevocably!
Think I'm kidding? Read on.
Most everyone here know that I am a home-bound boring old SOB that takes a lot of flower pictures. I don't drive due to health reasons and I am just now getting my diabetes
under control enough to be able to use walking as my main form of exercise. But I ain't getting too far from home. I just ain't that confident yet.
I know that the years ahead of me are far fewer than those behind me. I also want to show my appreciation to the main man for letting me live as long as He has. But what can I do?
Construction is no longer in my resume so building houses for the poor ain't gonna happen. Likewise being independently wealthy ain't happened yet. Still working on THAT one!
But I am a photographer. What good are my pictures if no one but friends will ever see them?
So far since the middle of May, I have framed and given away 5 of my favorite shots. I have a friend that is collecting the names of elderly shut-ins that are on a fixed income. I have never
 
met these people and I really have no desire to. I know that sounds haughty, but that is not what I mean. I am not looking for accolades or recognition. My friend takes my framed pictures
 
and distributes them as needed. My shots are not watermarked so there are no strings leading back to me. I want my giving of these prints to completely free.
The frames are the simple black floating image frames that you get from Wally World for about $5.00. The prints come from Costco at about $3.00 each. I use my favorite shots
so that every person gets a small piece of me without them knowing it.
I have been told by my friend that the recipients of my pictures are visibly brightened by them and they are still talking about them. That, in turn, brightens MY day quite a lot.
I have always believed that the most sincere form of giving is anonymously. I have absolutely nothing to gain in doing this, but I find that the empty space in my soul seems to be getting
smaller.
Who'da thunk it?
			
			It seems that I am in another preaching mood. You can escape, but you have to go away NOW! If you stay, be prepared to have a small portion of your life changed irrevocably!
Think I'm kidding? Read on.
Most everyone here know that I am a home-bound boring old SOB that takes a lot of flower pictures. I don't drive due to health reasons and I am just now getting my diabetes
under control enough to be able to use walking as my main form of exercise. But I ain't getting too far from home. I just ain't that confident yet.
I know that the years ahead of me are far fewer than those behind me. I also want to show my appreciation to the main man for letting me live as long as He has. But what can I do?
Construction is no longer in my resume so building houses for the poor ain't gonna happen. Likewise being independently wealthy ain't happened yet. Still working on THAT one!
But I am a photographer. What good are my pictures if no one but friends will ever see them?
So far since the middle of May, I have framed and given away 5 of my favorite shots. I have a friend that is collecting the names of elderly shut-ins that are on a fixed income. I have never
met these people and I really have no desire to. I know that sounds haughty, but that is not what I mean. I am not looking for accolades or recognition. My friend takes my framed pictures
and distributes them as needed. My shots are not watermarked so there are no strings leading back to me. I want my giving of these prints to completely free.
The frames are the simple black floating image frames that you get from Wally World for about $5.00. The prints come from Costco at about $3.00 each. I use my favorite shots
so that every person gets a small piece of me without them knowing it.
I have been told by my friend that the recipients of my pictures are visibly brightened by them and they are still talking about them. That, in turn, brightens MY day quite a lot.
I have always believed that the most sincere form of giving is anonymously. I have absolutely nothing to gain in doing this, but I find that the empty space in my soul seems to be getting
smaller.
Who'da thunk it?