Yesterday my editor sent me out to shoot my first video assignment for the newspaper. Local skateboards decided to 'bomb the bayfront'. This meant that they skated from one of the nearby colleges to the same Bayfront Convention Center that hosted Dick Cheney. How diverse. I was so glad that I took a video class this past semester, otherwise hives would've most certainly set in. Check out the video:
http://www.goerie.com/ (scroll to midway in the page)
A few days ago I had my first difficult encounter. There is a family who lives in Erie that I've photographed a few times, and hope to do a story on them. There are two children and parents, but their situation and hardship effects on the family dynamic is what I want to story to be about. Their drunk neighbor didn't see it that. He continued to ask me what I was doing there, why I needed to take pictures, and then he asked me "Why are you taking advantage of these people? Stop exploiting the poor." I explained to him that I was here to photograph the family and their relationship, to deaf ears. He kept telling me that I was exploiting and taking advantage of people. He then told me that he was their landlord and to get off his property. Not knowing the family well enough to know who their landlord was, I left.
This is something that you hear journalist talk about, it was something I wasn't prepared for. In school professors talk about exposure and composition and where it is legal and ethical to photograph. I think learning to deal with difficult people can't be taught.
I'd like to say that I was uneffected, but I was sad. I never thought that what I did could be viewed as exploitive, that was naive. It still burned knowing that this wouldn't be the last time that I'm called exploitative or acused of using someone else's problems to further my position.
Here's hoping I'm better prepared for the future.