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Monday
Aug232010

Hitting the Reset Button

I've been thinking about writing this post for a while now, but have been steadily distracting myself with other little inconsequential tasks for months upon months. It's amazing that I have 100+ feeds that I try to keep up with in Google Reader, but can't quite bring myself to blog about what I think I have to offer on a regular basis. And that's because, for too long, I haven't thought that I have anything to offer.

I'm 27 years old, a 2005 graduate of UNC's journalism school, and at this point I've worked in more media configurations and mediums than I can remember: first TV, then radio, then newspaper, then magazine, and now freelancing a little bit of everything. I'm a jack of all trades, but a master of none, and it's frustrated me for a while now. I keep wanting to pick a specialty, thinking that no one will read what I have to write unless I can speak with authority, so I avoid blogging. But thanks to a few people online and in the real world kicking my butt, I realized that what I certainly can blog about is something that transcends any particular medium: storytelling.

This passage in particular from a recent AEJMC conference got me thinking, where one of my former UNC professors, Rich Beckman, talked about rebooting the mindset of journalism education:

Teaching digital journalism is not just about knowing the tools. [Beckman] stressed he doesn’t teach software.

He described this as a waste of his time when students can learn by taking online courses.

Instead, he focuses on teaching the students about storytelling.

When I think back to my journalism education, I think I focused far too much of it trying to figure out how to use different tools of the trade - cameras, software, VHS tape editing decks (all those hours for naught!), which is a pity, because that's not really what's important. The reason I got into journalism was because I love stories, and I love telling them in new and different ways. I've made short films, done photo essays, written 3,000 word magazine articles, all in the pursuit of a great story, not because I wanted to master a medium and gain a following. I had to sleep overnight in a car in one of America's most dangerous cities. I've watched buzzer-beaters, Cinderella upsets and a Final Four. I've also done something as simple as spending a week in local barbershops trying to document the lost art of "shave and a haircut." I loved all of those experiences.

I really think that if you examined people in the industry, you would find two types of motivations: those who are hunting for a great story because they love uncovering the story itself, pulling the elements together and making something amazing and interesting; and then there's those who are on the hunt for a great story because it can make them famous. I certainly consider myself the former, and have noticed that the latter rarely last.

So in the hunt to both write a better story myself and share what I'm continually learning, I'm hitting the reset button on this blog. It's time to get serious about writing - so you can expect the following:

  1. I'm committing to posting something on this blog at least three times a week.
  2. The posts will probably center around one of the following: journalism, storytelling, photography, multimedia, inspiration and creativity. That or Dancing Panda videos.
  3. I'm going to comment on, retweet or "like" at least a half-dozen posts every day that I think could benefit anyone who's trying to do the same things that I do. (So if you don't already do so, feel free to start following me on twitter @zekesmith!)
  4. I'll be posting other various ephemera that I find inspiring or especially creative on my Tumblr. If you generally get a kick out of the same kinds of things that I do (great photography, interesting videos, outrageous mustaches), I'd love it if you followed me there, as well.

Writing this post feels like a relief. It's finally time I started getting more involved personally in the world that I've been a spectator in for a long time. It's down in writing - now I just have to follow through.

Wednesday
Apr152009

Images from 2009 National Championship

So a little over a week ago, UNC's ride to Detroit ended with the Heels hosting the title trophy over their heads. It was an absolutely incredible way to cap the careers of a number of Carolina players, and felt like the perfect closure to my sports photography career in Chapel Hill, as well, seeing as my wife and I will be moving to Manchester, England in a little under six months. I had always talked about wanting to photograph a national championship game, and it proved to be pretty exhilirating and fun, minus the fact that they wouldn't actually let us on the court for the celebration, which is probably wise because up until realizing that, I had imagined myself: a) throwing elbows to get in position for a shot, accidentally breaking someone's nose and being dragged off the court screaming, never to see the trophy-raising, or b) getting trampled by some of the larger, more motivated (read: cutthroat) photogs in the elephant-stampede like frenzy that would have gone on. And yes, I've actually had something similar to the latter happen to me after Davidson beat Georgetown in Raleigh last year, and I was thrown underneath a table by some big guys from Getty who weren't afraid to push me aside to get a shot of Steph Curry acknowledging the Davidson fans after the game.

Fortunately, neither took place and I was able to get some pretty good shots of the celebration. My biggest regret was that the Carolina fan section was directly to our right, so that most all of the players were looking that direction when jumping up and down. The players eventually acknowledged the student section, which was directly behind the two rows of photographers, but by then the confetti had stopped falling and it didn't have quite the same feel. From all the great photos you see of confetti and streamers falling on the guys, I had imagined that lasts for like a full minute or two... nope. The stuff comes out of the rafters for about 30 seconds and that's it. Yet another reinforcement to always be ready to shoot - I had thought about changing lenses on one of my cameras but fortunately thought the better of it, as I would have spent the entire time fiddling with cameras instead of getting the shot. Anyways, a gallery of photos from the title game is at the top of this post, from which I've also taken and posted a few of my favorites on the site here.

If you're interesting in ordering a print from the championship game or the blissful mayhem afterwards, just send me an email through the contact form found elsewhere on the site. Thanks and enjoy!

Wednesday
Apr082009

Where's Dook

So after taking a nice 5-month hiatus from blogging (partially out of business, mostly out of laziness) it's time to get back on it. Just wanted to put up a quick post about one photo I took during the Final Four and I'll have some further reminiscing about Detroit up momentarily (I promise I will! Maybe!).

Of all the great pictures I got the chance to take this weekend, the one that is currently spreading all over the internet isn't a shot of Tyler celebrating amidst the confetti, or Roy getting misty-eyed during One Shining Moment... it's one that I innocently shot looking into the crowd just before UNC's game against Michigan State.

I happened to notice a lot of the former UNC basketball players milling around in the stands, as all the other photographers did, and we were all snapping photos of Vince Carter, Antawn Jamison, Rasheed Wallace, George Lynch, etc. milling around in the crowd. However, when everyone else put their lenses down I kept mine up juuuuust a little bit longer and happened to catch a shot of former Tar Heel Makhtar N'diaye holding up someone else's homemade sign.

For the joy in every UNC victory, there is an equal amount of revelry in a Duke loss, and I clearly underestimated how much people would take this photo and run with it. I never thought another picture I took would get spread around on the internet more than the infamous Danny Green dunking on Greg Paulus picture I took, but this one has really shown up a lot, and on blogs that I already love like The Sporting Blog and Clay Travis' blog, and my current employer has even asked to run it as a double-truck in their next issue. I even had tons of friends emailing me the picture without ever realizing I was the one who had taken it.

A part of me is always happy to see my work get passed around like that, but another part of me is kicking myself for being so stupid as to post anything online, even on my own Facebook page, without putting my name on it first. So for anyone still wanting to pass it around, here it is, with proper attribution - please feel free to send it along. (And yes, I can sell you a print if you really like it that much - I've gotten this question quite a bit already. Email me.)

Thanks to everyone who's enjoyed the photo thus far. It does make me a little sad that Makhtar is the one holding it up, but the expressions on those guys' faces is priceless.

Tuesday
Nov182008

Been a While

Yeah, it's definitely been a while since I've posted on this thing - sheesh, way too long. Especially for the amount of posts I actually thought about and wrote in my head during that time. It's been a busy few months for me as I've been shooting football and basketball with some assignments for Chapel Hill Magazine mixed in. It's definitely time to start this up again.

One of the main things that motivated me to start writing here again was calling in to the "On the DL Podcast" with Dan Levy yesterday (thanks to Dan and Nick for having me on, by the way). It's a podcast that often hosts a variety of media personalities - a great listen if you follow the sports media at all - and I called in to ask why they had never had a photographer on there. I wasn't trying to be overly critical, and the question was well-received, but the answer was pretty simplistic and straightforward, but managed to be very revealing. When I asked Dan why he hadn't had photographers on the show, he simply replied that it's natural to talk to writers and TV personalities because they already use words on a regular basis to tell their stories, and have become very adept at doing that which translates a little more naturally to an interview than someone who tells their stories through pictures.

First off, good observation, and second off, it immediately got me thinking - with the state of the photo industry and especially sports photography experiencing a variety of crises (see Vincent LaForet's most recent blog post, "The Perfect Storm has Arrived" for a reference of what I'm referring to and a conservative outlook from a well-established industry professional) one of the things we as individual photographers must be able to do is not just express ourselves through our photography, but express ourselves well verbally and in writing. These communication tools may seem extraneous but in all reality they're probably an essential element as so many types of media begin to blend together. Photographers have to learn to be able to communicate the story they're telling to get people on board, to sell themselves to potential clients, and to bring home what their work is about.

I've been struggling every time I think about putting up a blog post recently because I think there are so many more productive things I could be doing with my time. But that one simple interaction with the On the DL guys made me realize that what I do here is indeed important, if for no other reason than to keep working on my skills of expressing myself effectively.

Thanks for bearing with me.

And by the way, if anyone's interested, here's the podcast I appeared on: On the DL Call-In Show

Many thanks again to Dan and Nick for having me on.

Thursday
Apr032008

Classics in Lego


Behind the Gare Saint-Lazare
Originally uploaded by Balakov

Because of the wide variety of things I'm subscribed to on Google Reader, I stumble across a lot of really random stuff, but oftentimes there are amazing gems like this one. Photographer "Balakov" posted a set of pictures on the photo sharing site Flickr that he titled "Classics in Lego" - basically, he recreated several of the most famous photographs of all time with Legos. As an aficionado of photography who also spent a LOT of his childhood playing with Legos, this set really made me smile.

The one I posted is a recreation of Henri Cartier-Bresson's "Behind the Gare Saint Lazare" and there are several others, including "Lunch atop a Skyscraper" and "VJ Day Times Square." The execution is pretty impressive, as it shows in each setup shot he links to under the description of the originals. Bravo, Balakov!

See a slideshow of "Classics in Lego."

H/T: Journerdism

Friday
Mar142008

March Madness

457885120_e50c0d4aca.jpgAs someone who lives in a college basketball town, it's no secret: I love March. It's an incredible month of what I think is the greatest spectacle in sports - I guess if you can call a month-long series of events a spectacle.  I've shot both pro and college sports, and while arguments can be made for the superiority of both I really love the college game because: 1) the players seem to wear their emotions on their sleeves a lot more, which makes for both great drama and great pictures, and 2) in the 1-and-done system of the NCAAs, history can be made on any given night with an upset, whereas the better team generally wins out in a best-of-5 or best-of-7 playoff format. Granted, this can also produce some disastrous results for the teams you root for;  the name of Weber State's Harold "the Sheaux" Arceneaux will forever be embedded in the minds of Carolina fans for his one-man destruction of their season in 1999.

 However, those types of moments are forever embedded in the minds of a lot of people. My favorite March Madness memory is probably from the 1998 tournament, when I was a sophomore in high school. On the first day of the NCAA tournament, I came into my second-period Health class expecting another pretty average day, but our teacher Jim Sziksai informed us that an old friend of his, Valparasio coach Homer Drew, would be appearing in the NCAAs that morning and asked if it would be all right with us if we took the day off and watched Valpo play. He acknowledged they would probably get killed anyways but high school kids relish doing no work, and for those of us that were sports fans it was that much more awesome. Some of us watched the game pretty intently while most of the class caught up on homework but wouldn't you know it, spunky Valparaiso hung around with 3-seed Ole Miss and as the game drew closer and closer to the end, the entire class got wrapped up in watching and rooting for the underdog. As it got down to the last few minutes, Sziksai was so excited he started pulling in a few other teachers on the hall, so other kids were pouring into our classroom. There was this collective tension as the clock ticked toward the end, when the coach's son, Bryce Drew, would produce one of the most memorable finishes in NCAA history...

The entire classroom, now stuffed to capacity, went nuts. I think those are the types of memories I love because it demonstrates something that I really believe to be good about sports: it brings people together. This random group of high schoolers in Asheville, NC was going crazy over an Indiana college winning a game in Oklahoma City. Pretty awesome.