I decided to make my last posts about the uncredited work, about thehauntingnarrator and other people who infringed my copyright, private. I realize that I came off as bitchy, as childish in the way I spoke, and that’s why I don’t want them on my blog anymore.
I don’t regret speaking up, and I don’t regret calling that girl on it. The reason I don’t regret it, and the reason I am writing this post now, is because it was brought to my attention that I showed of an unkind side that day, while not showing the work that’s behind it, or what took me to that place.
Every day, I get messages with people who have my work uncredited on their website. Every day, I sent these people private messages — a standardized message I have ready to send — asking them politely to remove my work from their blog or to post it again with credit. I send three, sometimes four or five a day, on tumblr or on blogs, websites. I do it without expecting much in return — for every handful I send I get maybe one reply telling me they’ll do it. All the other times, people ignore it and my photos stay there, uncredited.
Every time someone posts my picture without credit, my work loses value. It will sell for much less by the agency that represents me, it’ll give me less revenue. And to know that some people make money off my work, gain popularity and fame over my work — when I’m counting the pennies to make ends meet, is unbelievably frustrating.
What I mean to say with this post is that the rants that I posted didn’t come out of nowhere. I didn’t wake up one morning and decide to yell at the world over having my work taken from me. Those rants came from the exhaustion of having to claim my work as my own every day. Why did this girl get it? Because I saw some work belonging to my friends there, as well, and I exploded. Again, I am not apologizing for calling her on it — but I do regret being unkind, when that’s not how I normally act.
Thank you for reading.