Irs, who? ….IRS come to audit you!
I have finally decided to purchase an Epson 2880 wide-format printer for my fledgling art business. No more hemming, hawing, and shopping around for the “best printer”… I’ve realized from reading thousands of customer reviews, blog journals, and direct conversations with artists who print-at-home… that The Perfect Printer is a myth.
Every printer has the potential to break down, get clogged, and waste expensive ink. You can minimize the risks by thoroughly reading the owner’s manual, keeping spare inks on hand, printing regularly, running tests, using approved papers, and getting the warranty… but keeping your fingers crossed and praying to the printing gods is probably the best precaution. Sometimes, blood sacrifices are required for important jobs to run smoothly…
I’ve been outsourcing my work up until now, to two fabulous printing companies: Canadian based www.Giclee-Factory.com (for archival Giclee prints and canvases), and www.Adoramapix.com, hailing from New York, for my photo prints. I love them both for their quality work and reasonable prices. Each has their drawbacks, however, which has led to my growing desire to print at home (on-demand) and have more control over my creative output, inventory, and turn-around time.
It was a tough decision to make; high quality printers like this are not cheap!! I’ve held off until now, but I believe this move towards self-printing will help me drastically with providing a consistant source of fine-art prints, using my coveted pigmented inks and velvety archival papers, without waiting for lengthy delivery times (from the company in Canada) or the excess of inventory that comes with the unpredictable nature of sales.
The cost of the printer itself (and whether or not it decides to behave) will be my only hurdle. I’ve crunched the numbers a hundred times in relation to costs of (expensive) ink + paper VS outsourcing + shipping, and find them comparable. The average quote of high quality prints achievable with one set of inks, according to people I’ve chatted with, will roughly cost me the same as outsourcing. However, I can list regularly, see what sells, and print to order… technically, I could list one image in 50 different locations online, and only print as many as I need to cover sales.
No more stocking up on large inventories!
I’m also excited to experiment with different papers and techniques at leisure, and get immediate results that I can refine. No more waiting for 2 weeks or longer, to see if that new paper I ordered looks great with my artwork on it.
Okay, so we’re all on the same page, right? Most artists and photographers agree that printing at home is best… if you can afford to…which leads us to the big question “How?”
Funny story, I suppose, stemming from my procrastinating nature….
I filed my Federal and State taxes this spring like a good US citizen, but the Turbo Tax site wouldn’t allow me to e-file, due to an “error” with my daughter’s daycare providers’ tax ID numbers. (The wonderful government of ours gives tax breaks for daycare… after we go into debt ALL YEAR paying for it, LOL)
The three women who watched Mia at various times throughout the year had provided me with their State Tax numbers, all of which were 8 digits long. Turbo Tax swore that
the numbers needed to be NINE digits long (not including the first letter), and therefore refused to file an “incorrect” tax return. Oddly enough, when I applied for my own state sales-tax ID number, it was also only 8 digits long! *sigh*
Ergo, I manually filed through the mail, and requested direct deposit into my checking account.
The Federal return was processed very timely, and I received it before Jacob was born on April 2nd. Very helpful, indeed. The State return was taking awhile longer, and the customer service people replied that they were under-staffed and it might be 8 weeks or longer…
In the meantime, “we experienced a whirlwind of change in our lives, beginning with Jacob’s birth in early April to our move in late April, and subsequent “moving in” process – dealing with code inspectors, new neighbors, my change in job status, visits from my mom (and other relatives) and a host of things which led to my “forgetting” about my late refund.
As time wore on, I would occasionally wonder about it… assuming they were probably investigating the supposedly invalid daycare tax numbers …and my overactive imagination began wondering if perhaps I would be audited or even arrested for trying to claim fradulent tax deductions for imaginary childcare services. Perhaps the IRS and Maryland State troopers would arrive at my doorstep to haul me off to jail, and I was reluctant to pursue my refund for fear of being interrogated.
This was rediculous and irrational, obviously! Most of you would say “Where’s my money?!”, and rightly so, but I have always felt icky when itemizing deductions, as if I’m somehow cheating the government.
Yes, I know the money is MINE, and I paid loads of it last year and deserve to get some refunded back… however, I’m just not the type who goes after every penny and acts as if the world owes me. Or in this case, Uncle Sam. I mean, these taxes are supposed to help our country fund schools, hospitals, reforms, feed poor people, and reduce our nation’s gazillion dollar deficit, right???
Some companies deduct hotels, car rentals, airfare, dinners in Paris, and $80,000 area rugs for their offices… I personally would feel like a criminal for deducting a pencil sharpener as a business expense. LOL Joe has hinted that perhaps my new printer, which is solely for art-business-use could be considered for this year’s deductions… I’ve warned him that this year, I’m taking my taxes to a professional who specializes in sole-proprietorships. I don’t want to screw things up by doing it myself anymore. :P
So, I blithely rolled along, assuming if everything checked out, I would hear something. And if something was wrong, like – I owed THEM money – I would definitely hear something!
It’s also quite possible that a black hole opened up in Washington D.C. and was slowly sucking everything, including time, into it… like that episode of Stargate SG1. :D
Naturally, our State Comptroller’s office – located in Baltimore – would be affected to a greater degree than the cities farther from the vortex… it would appear to observers, like us, as if time had frozen for them.
June came. Joe, who has a normally deep well of patience (a necessity when living with me), began to quietly “nag” (if nagging can be considered a character trait of his?) that I should “look into” my tax refund, and see what the hold-up is. Perhaps he was also curious to see whether Washington D.C. was still on the map.
So I called a couple times, got the generic answer “It hasn’t been processed yet. We’re extremely busy; we were only half-staffed this year and had more returns to process than in years past… blah, yadda, blah…”
I waited a couple more weeks. Lydia’s birthday falls on the 31st of July (today, as I’m posting this!) and I wanted to buy her presents without sacrificing anything important… we had also discussed the printer and Joe was “on-board” with that idea, fortunately!
He’s always been amazingly supportive of my artistic endeavors, but I’m sure the sales I’ve made so far have helped boost his confidence. LOL
Last week, I contacted them again, and pushed them for a more definitive answer. And boy, did I get one! My return had never even been received by their office! :O
A quick fix: a visit to the local tax office, they e-filed for me – ironically, without any questions regarding the sitters’ tax numbers! Imagine that…
My refund came through within a matter of days! Yay!
Therefore, I’m getting my printer. Lydia is getting her presents. Our utility bills will be paid for the next couple months, and life as we know it in this household goes on… unless I get stuck with a faulty printer, bash it against the wall in frustration, and get sent to a psych hospital for hearing demonic voices ordering me to bomb the Epson factory.
So, I might wind up being arrested after all! Unless I open another black hole first.