Intro to Photojournalism

I got into the first class in the photojournalism major here at WKU on the last possible day to register late for classes. I’m pretty excited about it, because it means I’m going to have assignments this semester that involve photo stories. It also means I’ll finally be getting some real training in doing what I want to do.  I’ve been spending the majority of my free time thinking about pictures, taking pictures, or looking up information on cameras/lenses. It’s been a good change from how things were going before I moved here.

I took this earlier in the day.

This is the view out the window of my dorm.

The sheer number of photo’s I’ve been taking have made the past week a success. Now I just need to work on that quality control.

Cheers

Not much time to write.

Living on a hilltop.

As you should know, I just recently moved to Bowling Green, Kentucky to take advantage of the fantastic photojournalism school that is Western Kentucky University. Things have been a little crazy with the move and classes, but people wanted pictures and they’re admittedly overdue.

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The campus has a lot of blind spots, or areas where you can go and see nothing else except what’s directly around you. This is just one of them I thought was kind of cool. I liked the way it isolated this piece of architecture.

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This was taken from the campus side of the student center. The tall building behind the clock tower is where I live in Pierce Ford tower. You’ll notice this was taken at night. I don’t know why but this picture and the next are both night pictures I liked better than what I took during the daytime. I just think the lighting is a little different. Keeps me interested.

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Another picture I took at night. The pictures I took of this clock during the day seemed really boring and bland. I really liked this picture I took at night though with a bung of skaters doing tricks on the sidewalk between the clock tower and the student center. It just has a different feel than I seemed to be able to get during the day.

 

Back to studying

Cheers

Solidarity Within Diversity

The occupation of Wall Street celebrated its one month anniversary today. Since that small and widely unpublicized  group began it has grown in membership and notoriety. Now there are similar occupations going on in nearly every major city including Chicago. The occupations taking place in city parks have commonly been compared to the same tent villages of hippies that form every year for music festivals and the like. Groups of counter-culture young adults gathering in circles banging on drums, dancing, and chanting looks like a scene straight from Woodstock.

People like this man leading a chant is why the news agencies have such an easy time portraying it this way. With his long dread locks and over all unkempt appearance he looks like a walking stigma to the common american. On top of this he has a large cut and scrape along the bridge of his nose that is scabbed over as if he only just recently got in a fight.

Meanwhile protestors dance with their signs to the beat of the drum. These kind of protestors are easily written off as typical hippie protestors. They are viewed as the kind of people who will join any protest, jump on any cause, and picket at any event. On these grounds the growing movement of Occupy the US is ignored.

The true face of this movement isn’t necessarily found in these people. The new and intriguing part of this movement is its lack of face. Similarly its lack of a unifying political agenda make it a unique movement. The people gathered on the corner of Jackson and La Salle in chicago come from many different backgrounds. 

This man being interviewed by fox news will explain to anyone that asks why he’s here. He’s in the business of construction. When the market crashed due to the banks irresponsible loan and mortgage policy his job market also crashed. With so little new construction being started he says that he has only been able to work six months out of the last 3 years. While the banks that struggled during the crash, such as The Bank of America that he’s leaning against, received  bail outs he received very little in the way of help. This whole experience has led him here to the Occupy Chicago movement to get his word out. Many more people like him line the street holding signs that protest trickle down economics, needless war spending, and the general outrage over concentration of wealth in 1% of the population.

The strategic placement of the protestors at the corner of Jackson and La Salle forces many of the executives that work in the surrounding buildings in the banking district to pass through the crowd of protestors. Some of them could be seen walking in the street to avoid the group all together, but some braved the crowd and walked through.

While at first glance it may appear that the bank of america worker on the left is about to enter into a serious confrontation instigated by the protestor on the right, such is not the case. Minutes before this scene a heated argument erupted between these two men. They debated and argued, the employee defending himself and his choice in job while the protestor argued against the institution that he represented. This heated argument did not end in violence though. Instead these two men clasped hands and showed the utmost respect for each other.

The movement is a broad one that invites any and all who are dissatisfied with the current concentration of wealth to join. Political affiliation or how you want to change things is irrelevant to the movement so long as you can agree that change is needed. As long as this openness continues the movement will find new members and momentum easily. Only time will tell if this unity of people from across the country will affect any kind of change.

Cheers,

James

Searching For Something Not There

This post has been much too long in the making. We went to the apple orchard with my family about two weeks ago and since then I have written numerous versions of this post which included various different pictures I had taken. In the end I was never satisfied with my writing because I was writing about pictures I wasn’t satisfied with.

The problem pretty much came down to one set of pictures I took in the pumpkin patch. I took a group of shots of Sarika running through the pumpkin patch carrying the pumpkin she picked. I loved the concept of the picture. The composition was awesome and her smile was candid and genuine. The background showed the pumpkin patch going out to a horizon line that had some awesome windmills set against the sky. Sounds awesome until you consider that she is backlit, the sky is washed out, she is mostly a silhouette, and half the pictures are slightly out of focus because as she ran towards I did not appropriately adjust the focus.

Despite all these problems I tried to force the picture to work. I messed with every setting I could and spent hours trying to get it to work. In the end I got frustrated and just stopped looking at the pictures all together. Finally today I revisited them with Sarika (thanks go to her for getting me on the right track) to help me. We quickly discovered that in my single-mindedness I had completely ignored another shot I had taken.

While this picture maybe isn’t as picturesque as the one I had been trying to force to work it is still a great picture. I think so at least. I took this picture of Sarika and her new-found friend at the petting zoo next to the apple orchard. Not at all what I’d been looking for but none the less cool.

The lesson here is that if you don’t have the quality shot to work with you can’t force a picture to work. Editing programs are great but they do not replace the need for quality lighting, focus, exposure, and composition. I can’t force a picture to look good if I didn’t take it right in the first place. In the future I will need to look for which shots have the best potential as they are, not as they could have been.

cheers,

James

PS. I promise I’m going to start posting more in here soon. I’ve just been swamped with school, work, and the newspaper. I need to make more time for recreational photography. For my mental health if nothing else.

Join The Club

Last week I went to a meeting about joining the Harper Harbinger (the school newspaper). They were excited at the prospect of having someone who actually wanted to take pictures for the paper and had there own equipment. The very next day was Harper Hullaballoo. A big event on the quad where different clubs set up tables to try to gain interest in their activities. There was lots of free stuff, cheerleaders, food, and a band. So I went with my camera in hopes of getting some pictures for the paper.

I took this during a drum solo. As you can see he got pretty intense. Funny enough he’s also the only member of the band that doesn’t go to Harper. He goes to College of Dupage instead.

I took this shot during there last song, a cover of Home by Edward Sharpe and The Magnetic Zeroes. It was actually a really good cover of a pretty cool song. I’d recommend checking it out if you’re into that folky sound.  The band was over all actually pretty good. They had a sound reminiscent of Placebo that was most prominent in the lead singers vocals.

After the event I hung out with one of the co editors in chief of the paper. I didn’t realize until after the fact that our conversation was actually an interview. Right before I left he offered me the job of Photo Editor for the paper. So things are looking up as far as this whole photography thing is going. We’ll see how it works out I suppose.

 

Cheers

 

 

Creatures Of The Night

It’s been a while since I’ve posted anything. In fact I haven’t posted anything since I was in Scotland. After coming home I did take some pictures but nothing I took ever seemed worth posting. None of the pictures were perfect, and they didn’t  have the glamour of being taken over seas to make up for it. I’m very critical of myself and what I do. Unfortunately what I do happens in an instant of the shutters snap. I can’t go back and do a better job, because that moment can’t be gone back to. So when things aren’t perfect I can’t simply fix it and share the new photo.

Rather than horde my imperfect photos, I’ve decided to share something of what I have. They won’t all be perfect and they won’t all be interesting but they will at least be originals.

I took this picture of my friends Mark (front) and Nick (back) last Friday night in Chicago. We had made the trip into the city to hang out with Mark’s sister and some other friends. This unplanned picture was taken during a moment of thoughtful silence I rudely interrupted with my camera. Taken just before midnight it’s the second picture I’ve posted that was taken after dark with nothing but ambient lighting. If this keeps up I should probably invest in a lighting system. Then again I should probably invest in that regardless.

Enjoy the imperfection.