Saturday, March 21, 2009

Interaction assignment

Here's a frame I made several weeks ago for the interaction (or lack of interaction) assignment in my photojournalism class:

Caption: Cheri Cherry, newsroom coordinator, works at her computer while John Schneller, city editor, takes advantage of an unharried moment to stretch. A steady stream of Reporting students usually pours into their offices each day at the Missourian, so it's not often that they get time to themselves.

As far as composition goes, I was happy with it except for the fact that there is a window frame going through each of their heads. Ultimately it was a little too close to home, though, and my professor wanted me to reshoot the assignment, so here's the other image I submitted instead:

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

POYi round two

I'm back again this year, but this time the Pictures of the Year International competition is at my new alma mater. In the absence of much to say this time, here's an image instead.

Monday, March 16, 2009

Saturday, March 14, 2009

Classmate photo essay

In my Fundamentals of Photojournalism class, we were assigned classmates to profile. So I spent several hours with my guy, Tim, trying to take pictures to create a legitimate photo essay that accurately represented his life. The final submission contained six photos; there were about three that I was actually pleased with.

Wednesday, March 4, 2009


I was standing at the register, looking out at the floor at work, when I saw a customer hit the floor.

I had talked to her earlier, and it was obvious that she was feeling under the weather. She later told me that it was the flu, and she hadn't been eating much or drinking fluids.

So, back to the scene. She took one huge step and then plummeted face-first toward the floor, tagging her chin on the metal back of a chair on the way down. Smack.

One of the customers, a guy named Justin Herman, jumped up and ran over to her, and suddenly there were people all around and we were calling 911. Within a few minutes the fire department was there, and paramedics were attending to her.

Even though it was a relatively minor event, it was still exciting to see a quick response. You hear all the stories of social experiments in places like New York where someone is in distress but people do nothing.

I wanted to turn it into a story, but we couldn't find a broader angle to warrant it. Here's a picture of Justin, the quick responder:

Sunday, March 1, 2009

Film gluttony

Little did I know that Columbia boasts a prestigious documentary film festival.

It turns out that the city hosts the True/False Film Festival, and this weekend The District was flooded with excited film-goers clamoring to see the 33 films that were screened over the last four days.

I was lucky enough to score a press pass, along with about seven free tickets that secured access to the films that added important background info for my story. With the help of the press pass, I was able to see a few others by queuing up for an extra space that wasn't pre-sold. Altogether, I saw eight films – four today and four yesterday.

Two of the films I saw, We Live in Public and Food, Inc., were incredibly stimulating, so I'll post some thoughts about those shortly.

True/False has been an incredible experience. It's a nonstop experience – like secret parties that start a 1 a.m. – and it's been an immensely rewarding and entertaining experience. One of the best ways I can think of to spend a weekend.

To anyone interested in reading more about the festival and seeing how True/False stacks up with the best of the best (like Sundance, Toronto and IDFA), please check out my story for the Columbia Missourian.