Back in December, the 26th to be precise, I set off with some friends to climb the Nevado de Toluca. I’d been before, but the mountain had been so thickly clad in fog that my photos were a little bit…well, foggy. I was armed with my Olympus Digital Pen this time though, and the season was just right. I’d get better shots on this trip.
Having driven about an hour, I got my camera out to take a photo of something. I don’t remember what. I just remember the sinking feeling as I realised that the camera wasn’t packing a memory card. I’d left it at home. Disaster.
We stopped at an Oxxo convenience store for drinks and chocs, and I had a little look to see if they had any SD memory cards. I thought probably not. I dreaded the price if they did. It turned out that a little counter mounted plastic box did have a 4gb microSD card hiding inside. That would work. The price? Sadly, more than I had on me. A hefty 264 pesos.
One of my friends must have seen the disappointment on my face. A loan was arranged. And paid back, I should add. I resented paying so much for something so cheap in the US, but it turned out to be one of my best financial investments of 2010. Plus, I got a load of great photos.
A few weeks ago, I got an email from one of the largest publishing groups in the States. Could they use a couple of my photos for an inflight magazine they were publishing? Sure you can, I said. I
often always ask not for money, but for a copy of the magazine or book. I like to see my photos in print. But I’ve been published now. More than once. The novelty has worn off. So I asked the question. How much do you pay?
The cheque came through today, for two photographs taken on that trip to the Nevado de Toluca. The photo below was one of them. This was the other. Combined, they earned me just a few cents short of $200. That’s US dollars, not Mexican pesos. They asked if they could use me as a resource again. After all, I do have a catalogue of thousands upon thousands of photos from all across Mexico. My reply was something along the lines of ‘damn bloody right you can’. Well. Ask a silly question…