I remember listening to an interview with Francis Ford Coppola once as I was sweating away in the dishroom of a Maine summer camp kitchen in the summer of 2005. At the age of 19 hearing Coppola talk about his early marriage at 22 and the urgency that this provided to his life resonated and stuck in my mind for some reason.
Maybe it’s recently becoming a father that rang that particular memory bell. Having a kid does make one reckon with reality in a whole new way, especially when it comes to finances. The costs pile up fast and child care looms like an incoming financial tsunami on the horizon ready to devastate any margin that a teaching salary provides.
Teacher pay is a conversation for another time, but a side hustle has become increasingly more appealing. Don’t get me wrong, I love the teaching profession and the ability to interact and share my love of literature with students. But, I’ve been considering a way to leverage creativity with income. Although I have lots of experience dishwashing and can Hobart with the best of them, I’m wanting to find a project that can fill my tiny margin of free time with imagination.
Revisiting my catalog of film photography reminded me of two things: 1. Hey, I’m pretty proud of this work and 2. I miss it. As I started to sort through a decade of work, I revisited past trips, friends, and passing faces that I wanted to keep adding to.
And so, Timothy Cushing Photography was born. It might not be on the level of Patton or Apocalypse Now!, but I’m hoping to find a small steady stream of work to keep the photography going and the family better supported. Have a look. I’m eager to hear your thoughts!
http://www.timothycushingphotography.com
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