<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616830628610058061</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:05:36.605-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Phototherapy</title><subtitle type='html'>photography is mostly about inner experience, self expression, daring. As yet another step into that direction, I decided to share my thoughts and experiences with others, explain why I do things I do, if possible</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dainius-images.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616830628610058061/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainius-images.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dainius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189514967056516849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2MjBxPDEQUU/Td3AoYIe6KI/AAAAAAAAUNA/xzfY3OxB1Lo/s220/dainius150-2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616830628610058061.post-5733388856079348986</id><published>2012-02-12T21:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-12T21:02:05.001-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Partum</title><content type='html'>Flew to Chicago and back &amp;nbsp;for the opening of my exhibit "For the love of dance". Total success. met many artsy interesting wonderful new people; new collaboration ideas came about; and yet the moment feels utterly empty and devoid of meaning. &amp;nbsp;I am told this is normal in the moments where the significant effort has materialized and escaped your inside. It has a life of its own now. Perhaps not unlike &amp;nbsp;when children leave the nest. I trust this to be true, as it is my experience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616830628610058061-5733388856079348986?l=dainius-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dainius-images.blogspot.com/feeds/5733388856079348986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dainius-images.blogspot.com/2012/02/post-partum.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616830628610058061/posts/default/5733388856079348986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616830628610058061/posts/default/5733388856079348986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainius-images.blogspot.com/2012/02/post-partum.html' title='Post Partum'/><author><name>Dainius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189514967056516849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2MjBxPDEQUU/Td3AoYIe6KI/AAAAAAAAUNA/xzfY3OxB1Lo/s220/dainius150-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616830628610058061.post-7446555660647095162</id><published>2011-09-03T13:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T09:52:30.375-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Weddings, and the self esteem</title><content type='html'>Stepped into the role of wedding videographer few times this summer. &lt;i&gt;Amazing&lt;/i&gt;  learning experience. Getting out of my comfort zone (I am only learning  the differences between photography and videography) - that is obvious.  What was not obvious was the change in my status. During my regular 8-10 hour job I enjoy an environment of mutual  respect.&amp;nbsp;But  wedding videographer and other support staff have a different status, or  so people would treat you at times. In one of the weddings nobody bothered to  give food for myself and a photographer, although we followed the couple  and their&amp;nbsp;entourage&amp;nbsp;for 12 hours non stop. Did not bother to seat us at  the table - any table. What an &lt;b&gt;awakening experience in humility&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I also  designed a way for myself to judge people - I will judge them by the  way they treat the ones below them, on whom they have authority (I am  not the first one to make this call - but speaking now from the personal  experience).&lt;br /&gt;"Nothing Ever becomes real till it is experienced - even a proverb is no proverb to you until your life has illustrated it." - &lt;i&gt;John Keats&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616830628610058061-7446555660647095162?l=dainius-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dainius-images.blogspot.com/feeds/7446555660647095162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dainius-images.blogspot.com/2011/09/weddings-and-self-esteem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616830628610058061/posts/default/7446555660647095162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616830628610058061/posts/default/7446555660647095162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainius-images.blogspot.com/2011/09/weddings-and-self-esteem.html' title='Weddings, and the self esteem'/><author><name>Dainius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189514967056516849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2MjBxPDEQUU/Td3AoYIe6KI/AAAAAAAAUNA/xzfY3OxB1Lo/s220/dainius150-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616830628610058061.post-7337362256320144172</id><published>2011-05-25T23:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T23:10:22.970-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Libelous, defamatory, sexually explicit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n-yXYT-AX2M/Td3BvDBJV8I/AAAAAAAAUNg/sFCPdyF5ujY/s1600/DainiusMacikenas1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="218" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n-yXYT-AX2M/Td3BvDBJV8I/AAAAAAAAUNg/sFCPdyF5ujY/s320/DainiusMacikenas1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;The person in the picture above uploads the image be used on her credit card. Below is the response she gets from the credit card company...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;- any thoughts?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; width: 600px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Sorry, we were unable to approve the image you submitted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td rowspan="3" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;" width="25"&gt;&lt;img alt="" height="1" src="https://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=9c3630daa1&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=12e50a937e7b1aaa&amp;amp;attid=0.1.2&amp;amp;disp=emb&amp;amp;zw" width="25" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;" width="550"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;" valign="top" width="550"&gt;Sorry the image you submitted for your Capital One&lt;sup style="font-size: 9px;"&gt;®&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;Image Card&lt;sup style="font-size: 9px;"&gt;SM&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;has been rejected. We will not approve any images that contain the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Libelous, defamatory, sexually explicit, or other content we deem offensive, including discrimination, "hate speech," or socially unacceptable groups (gangs).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you believe that you have been declined in error, please call us at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="tel:1-866-381-0451" style="color: #114170;" target="_blank" value="+18663810451"&gt;1-866-381-0451&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please visit&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="" rel="nofollow" style="color: #114170;"&gt;www.capitalone.com/imagecard&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;to upload a new image.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616830628610058061-7337362256320144172?l=dainius-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dainius-images.blogspot.com/feeds/7337362256320144172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dainius-images.blogspot.com/2011/05/libelous-defamatory-sexually-explicit.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616830628610058061/posts/default/7337362256320144172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616830628610058061/posts/default/7337362256320144172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainius-images.blogspot.com/2011/05/libelous-defamatory-sexually-explicit.html' title='Libelous, defamatory, sexually explicit'/><author><name>Dainius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189514967056516849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2MjBxPDEQUU/Td3AoYIe6KI/AAAAAAAAUNA/xzfY3OxB1Lo/s220/dainius150-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n-yXYT-AX2M/Td3BvDBJV8I/AAAAAAAAUNg/sFCPdyF5ujY/s72-c/DainiusMacikenas1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616830628610058061.post-6519460717691347650</id><published>2010-09-19T11:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T11:13:22.893-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Does Randomness Mean Art ?</title><content type='html'>I &amp;nbsp;have a friend who's film photography is very different from mine. He prefers old funky film cameras that randomly warp and scratch the film - randomness and accidents make some times for a very peculiar pictures. Just as dolphins given a brush can produce blobs of paint on the canvas (&lt;a href="http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/worldnews/europe/lithuania/1495710/Dolphin-paintings--the-latest-in-abstract-art.html"&gt;example from my home country&lt;/a&gt;) called abstract art, or a child splashing the bucket of paint on a paper. or random pictures we snap in thousands and then select few that look interesting. Is this art (my friend doesn't claim that, this is just me thinking)? Is&amp;nbsp;randomness&amp;nbsp;equal art? &lt;br /&gt;Here is what I think. Art is a creation by the artist. An abstract or random-looking "art" can be a real art if it a result of conscious or even&amp;nbsp;subconscious&amp;nbsp;creation process, thought, dream, nightmare, act of self expression. But the random scratches produced by the dying film camera to me is still a random event, or at best art produced by the camera, not by the photographer. And that is my justification for using cameras where I can create by having a control over the outcome of the exposing the film.&lt;br /&gt;But randomness does at times produce sensory products that have meaning to us - beautiful shapes of clouds, complimentary colors of flowers etc. As long as you do not believe in the&amp;nbsp;conscious&amp;nbsp;creation of art by the universe, I think it is you creating the&amp;nbsp;meaning, therefore creating the art out of randomness.&lt;br /&gt;As fas as dolphins go - it all depends whether you believe in their conscious or&amp;nbsp;subconscious&amp;nbsp;mind being involved in the creation of the "painting". I tend to believe it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616830628610058061-6519460717691347650?l=dainius-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dainius-images.blogspot.com/feeds/6519460717691347650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dainius-images.blogspot.com/2010/09/does-randomness-mean-art.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616830628610058061/posts/default/6519460717691347650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616830628610058061/posts/default/6519460717691347650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainius-images.blogspot.com/2010/09/does-randomness-mean-art.html' title='Does Randomness Mean Art ?'/><author><name>Dainius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189514967056516849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2MjBxPDEQUU/Td3AoYIe6KI/AAAAAAAAUNA/xzfY3OxB1Lo/s220/dainius150-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616830628610058061.post-103468510276205850</id><published>2010-07-25T22:41:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T22:48:38.420-04:00</updated><title type='text'>work in progress</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aFU8HtTzeB8/TEz1sCE9-NI/AAAAAAAATTc/mv-ctdUHi0Q/s1600/back-small-252.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aFU8HtTzeB8/TEz1sCE9-NI/AAAAAAAATTc/mv-ctdUHi0Q/s320/back-small-252.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Small and big within us. Fear of the future, nostalgia of the past and attempts to live in the moment. Spontaneous and planning ahead. Passionate and stable, reliable. How to make peace with all those things within us? They are all there, denied or brought to the surface as our&amp;nbsp;subconscious&amp;nbsp;leads our lives, while we strive to become free. Just starting to realize how high the burden of being free is.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; I talked to my teacher recently, and attempted to have our usual "deep" conversation, just to find out the teacher is not willing to do it anymore, as it is too devastating and antidepressants are needed then. The teacher chose anesthetized acceptable existence, not daring to call it living (I asked).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I have a gravely difficult time with my own increasing inner freedom, and would stop searching, if I could. I would stop creating, if I could. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616830628610058061-103468510276205850?l=dainius-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dainius-images.blogspot.com/feeds/103468510276205850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dainius-images.blogspot.com/2010/07/work-in-progress.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616830628610058061/posts/default/103468510276205850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616830628610058061/posts/default/103468510276205850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainius-images.blogspot.com/2010/07/work-in-progress.html' title='work in progress'/><author><name>Dainius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189514967056516849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2MjBxPDEQUU/Td3AoYIe6KI/AAAAAAAAUNA/xzfY3OxB1Lo/s220/dainius150-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aFU8HtTzeB8/TEz1sCE9-NI/AAAAAAAATTc/mv-ctdUHi0Q/s72-c/back-small-252.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616830628610058061.post-3500440489017637880</id><published>2010-02-25T21:48:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T22:30:08.281-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Artistic Flow</title><content type='html'>Went to India, and came back to Boston,&lt;i&gt; sort of&lt;/i&gt;. Heard and desperately hoped that meditation centers (they are known as Ashrams in India) can be a powerful catalysts of personal transformation. I am ready, I am open to it. And indeed have the most comfortable, loving, peaceful time with myself ever. Total piece and total love - impossible to put into words, one can only experience that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aFU8HtTzeB8/S4czKhPCTuI/AAAAAAAAS3s/Yklx9lhSEIk/s1600-h/india-MDC-14.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aFU8HtTzeB8/S4czKhPCTuI/AAAAAAAAS3s/Yklx9lhSEIk/s320/india-MDC-14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While there, have no interest in pulling out my Nikon. It is all about being in the moment, experiencing, living in totality. But even when still in India I start wondering how this bliss and love will change the way I photograph, how I see.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Back to Boston now. At first, nothing much is happening, except that I do no longer accept average anything, cliches make me nauseous. The question is then - can I take non-nauseous pictures?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I invite a woman that has no interest in results (in pictures that is, or at least never asks me for them), but only in the experience, and so do I this time. Peaceful time, fully in the moment, trust, comfort. And after a while we together make pictures that I &lt;b&gt;Love&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;See&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Feel&lt;/b&gt;, before they even come out on the LCD. The flow is beautiful, I smile, I take more pictures, we sit down and talk, enjoy each others company totally.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Are those better pictures by somebody else's judgment? I do not know, and it is not important - I have so much joy, love looking back at the pictures. I love it all, and commit to making my photography experience a joyful one, or not do it at all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616830628610058061-3500440489017637880?l=dainius-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dainius-images.blogspot.com/feeds/3500440489017637880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dainius-images.blogspot.com/2010/02/artistic-flow.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616830628610058061/posts/default/3500440489017637880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616830628610058061/posts/default/3500440489017637880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainius-images.blogspot.com/2010/02/artistic-flow.html' title='Artistic Flow'/><author><name>Dainius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189514967056516849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2MjBxPDEQUU/Td3AoYIe6KI/AAAAAAAAUNA/xzfY3OxB1Lo/s220/dainius150-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aFU8HtTzeB8/S4czKhPCTuI/AAAAAAAAS3s/Yklx9lhSEIk/s72-c/india-MDC-14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7616830628610058061.post-5577775781033376530</id><published>2009-12-22T15:23:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T20:21:11.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Selling my artwork</title><content type='html'>I am fortunate enough not to need the money that selling my Fine Art pictures brings. But yet, selling my photographs creates immense inner excitement. I have lately started pondering on the sources of the satisfaction, peeling the layers of the feeling that is created by giving the artwork to somebody else. &lt;br /&gt;a) it is a &lt;b&gt;connection&lt;/b&gt;, admittance that the same piece of art appeals to both of us, maybe not for&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;same reasons, bu tit is a&amp;nbsp;connection to another person that is being built, with the possibility for expansion.&lt;br /&gt;b) &lt;b&gt;Bang for the buck&lt;/b&gt;. I already created it, enjoyed it, stared at it. Now somebody else values it&amp;nbsp;enough&amp;nbsp;to pay for it, and by extension is enjoying it too, at no extra cost to the universe - the art work is already there, but more people now enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;c) validation&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;encouragemen&lt;/b&gt;t to continue doing what I do, and hope that there are people out there that care to share the joy with me.&lt;br /&gt;d) &lt;b&gt;Money&lt;/b&gt;. I think money received for the photographs does couple of things for me: clears my guilt for spending money on photography, and also ensures that person getting the artwork actually wants it, values it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;i&gt;It all goes back to connection to things and people outside of me, that is why I started taking pictures in the first place&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7616830628610058061-5577775781033376530?l=dainius-images.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dainius-images.blogspot.com/feeds/5577775781033376530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dainius-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/selling-my-artwork.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616830628610058061/posts/default/5577775781033376530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7616830628610058061/posts/default/5577775781033376530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainius-images.blogspot.com/2009/12/selling-my-artwork.html' title='Selling my artwork'/><author><name>Dainius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08189514967056516849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2MjBxPDEQUU/Td3AoYIe6KI/AAAAAAAAUNA/xzfY3OxB1Lo/s220/dainius150-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
