I just sprinted across campus through a huge downpour to get to a shoot I was doing. It was a lot of fun, so I grabbed this shot once I got there.
Call this post brief procrastination before homework.
I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: photography is my favorite way to take my mind off of things. On days when life can seem confusing and chaotic, producing images is something that’s simple. It’s just you and whatever fills your viewfinder.
That’s how I felt yesterday while I was shooting this assignment for The Quarterly. I hadn’t ever seen the Mary Fisher Tea, a campus tradition honoring the birthday of Mary Fisher Goucher, so I wasn’t quite sure what to expect.
It didn’t matter much, though. I was able to shoot a nice variety of types of shots in the short window of time that I had.
Between being pleased with my work and speaking with some cheerful ladies sipping their afternoon tea, I left feeling much better than I did when I came in.
I’m glad to be back on the blog after a brief hiatus during an otherwise extremely productive Spring Break. I did get to spend a weekend relaxing and playing tennis in Florida. This photograph is obviously nothing special, but I decided to post it so that I have a record of the trip.
Besides those two lazy days, though, I took advantage of the time off to continue working on the various projects and commitments I’m involved in this semester.
Today marks the beginning of a final push towards graduation from Goucher College in approximately eight weeks. The Q, the courts, the classroom, the Senior Thesis, and the planning for life after Goucher are all in full swing (awful pun intended).
There’s no doubt it’s going to be a grind, but I’m focused and I’ll do my best to enjoy every second of it.
Another two weeks, another complete issue of The Quindecim in the books. Layout went extremely quickly this time around. It’s a good lesson on the importance of deadlines. Everything came in early, so we were able to finish a whole day earlier.
I’ve also made it to the interviewing phase of my Senior Honors Thesis project about cases of censorship among student newspapers on College and University campuses, so I’ve had the chance to speak with some other current and former student editors. I’ve enjoyed speaking with them because it’s so easy to relate through the experience of working on a student newspaper.
It’s comforting to know that the good student journalists go through the same struggles and run into the same problems that we do, yet through it all still wouldn’t trade in the work that they do for anything.
Love for the paper is too strong.
I procrastinated on a paper that was due for class last Thursday by photographing The Black Jew Dialogues on Wednesday night. It made for a long night and morning with that paper, but I’m glad I was there shooting. I got the paper done on time, for the record.
The show touched on so many issues in such a short period, which is why I felt I had to post three photographs here. Only posting one wouldn’t have been a good representation of the feel of the performance. It was funny one minute, serious the next, lighthearted another minute, then difficult to take in the next.
The actors’ overarching message was that although Blacks and Jews have had different histories, as a whole, their struggles have been largely the same. Taking time to talk through those struggles with each other, not just among Blacks and Jews, but among all groups, is the best way to better the world, they said.
The dialogue was an interesting way to get that point across, I thought.
Mr. Joel Dreyfuss, Managing Editor of The Root, an online magazine published by The Washington Post providing news and commentary from varying black perspectives, spoke at Goucher College last week about media coverage following last year’s earthquake in Haiti.
He addressed several shortcomings of American media, most of which he said were exemplified through coverage of this crisis.
Dreyfuss’ main talking point was that reporters and large media outlets didn’t take enough into account the complex history and culture of Haiti and its people. He mentioned how most journalists who were sent to Haiti were briefed with ten-page packets merely containing the most important moments in Haitian history. Because of this limited knowledge of history, stories that touched on more deep-seated, longstanding issues were missed.
I had dinner with Mr. Dreyfuss before his lecture, and he asked us if we were sure that we wanted to go into the field of journalism. We all nodded our heads in assent, yet after listening to him speak about all the problems journalism has today, I was a bit confused. I reminded him of that question he asked at dinner, and I asked him what he would advise for a young person who wants to address those problems?
I appreciated his answer, which was simple, honest and realistic. He said that for the most part, those who have worked in the media for years are jaded, and that journalism needs youth and enthusiasm.
He summed his answer up in two words: “Do it.”
I had a front row seat so I could get photographs, and the energy coming out of some of the performances was invigorating. I couldn’t stop clicking my shutter.
It’s a shame that the Hyman Forum’s plain wooden paneled backdrop is so disgustingly boring, because it really detracted from these vibrant displays of rhythm, song, spoken word, dance, and color.
And because I know that the lighting is always so awful on that stage, I figured I’d play around with exposure and motion this time around. The movements were so fast in most of the acts, so I decided to emphasize the blurring.
The show certainly got everyone amped up for a dark, sweaty, and crowded after-party dance in the Gopher Hole later that night.