Tuesday, January 5, 2010
This year is dedicated to my friends Colleen Dugan Losh, Bob Gilbert, Andy Carruthers, Arianne Teeple, Mark Odell, and all of the other talented photojournalists to be fired this last year. 2009 was my tenth year of working as a newspaper photojournalist, and at the beginning of the year I was sure it was going to be my last. The photography layoffs fell everywhere, each one increasingly, pathetically counterproductive to the goal of keeping the public invested in newspapers.
But there was still work to be done, stories to be told, and histories large and small to record. I tried my best to knuckle down and get on with it, the only calling I've ever had or wanted.
So lets start with joy. A guitarist from a high school rock band leaps through the air at the county wide battle of the bands. My fourth year of shooting this concert.
A student rises after testifying in a hearing to change the state song from its current pro Confederate version (sad but true). I notice that this year I tended to put a lot of people dead center of the frame, to make the shots more about portraits of the subject and less of the subject interacting with their world. As if I've become less interested in the story then the people at the heart of the story.
An example of maybe pushing it too far. I've covered this "May Day" flower basket contest every year, and I really wanted to get a different angle on the shot. So I ended up hanging over a balcony, waiting for the decisive moment, only to have deadlines force me back to the office before I nailed it. If I'd had another half hour....
High school graduations. Less straining for unique angles and lighting this year, more faces and emotion. And it pays off. Got a nice letter from the guardian of the kid in the second shot, said he'd had trouble making it through school, a lot of issues, and seeing him in the paper graduating was special for them all.
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