Monthly Archives: November 2014

Becoming dead inside…

So following a insightful talk on online journalism last week, my tutor Sarah asked a question that really got my brain racking:

“Are you dead inside yet?”

Well as a sensitive being myself I often find the ethics of journalism a struggle. Someone said to me recently when I mentioned this topic:

“well you obviously going into the wrong profession then, Journalists don’t care about anyone or anything really. All that satisfies them is getting a good story regardless of who they upset.”

As much as I agree with saying everyone is entitled to an opinion, I thought this one was truly off the mark.

Yes there has been incidents in which some journalists have got themselves into legal trouble but you cannot paint us all with the same brush.

I get concerned about peoples ethics and believe in representing myself appropriately, and not having an agenda. The unsurprising reaction I get when I tell people I am study journalism is actually laughable.

At the news on the move conference a woman I was talking to actually said

“Wow your parents are actually fine with you doing this?”

Why wouldn’t they be? They know me well enough to know that I care hugely about equality, animal rights and trying to make a positive difference, and how I wouldn’t maliciously write anything with the intent to cause upset.

I have come to terms with the fact I may not have a huge career in Journalism but for me its not about money or becoming extremely well known. I have other goals in life I want to work towards too. But Its the enjoyment and satisfaction I get out of writing, whether that be news writing, review writing or creative. It is my passion and I consider it a hobby. To know that even one person has read something I wrote is hugely fulfilling.

As for becoming dead inside. I don’t know if that will ever happen. I care too much about things and yes that can be a problem when you constantly worry and want to save everyone and everything, but I don’t think you need to be soulless to be in the industry. I don’t want to be that hard face woman in the office who doesn’t give a shit.

As much as my boyfriend jokes that I’m heartless we both know that I’m not really capable of being the Tin-man.


Brighton Photo Biennial 2014.

I had never heard of this until a few weeks ago when my tutor introduced us to the annual event.

I didn’t really have any expectations because of this so on the saturday I travelled to the Jubilee library with an open mind and a blanknotepad.

A selection of photo zines and books by different photographers greeted me on two tables. I decided to take a peek and see what it was all about.


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Such a mixture of topics some hard hitting, others quite light hearted.

A book based on someones experience of Mexico and how based on a conversation he had how “your photographs could be used by drug dealers” .

A book on creating a perfect home, living space, world. A utopia. A microtopia.

Mexico again but this time a book about Casa X. A refuge centre for prostitutes aged between 50 and 90.

The variety of this art really was compelling. Being able to see into another world whether that be homelessness, autism or purity balls in one case. These insights expressed through pictures and little captions really did allow me to learn about things I never considered.

I moved on to the Brighton museum and art gallery where an exhibition on Aldo Moro and extremism in 1970s Italy awaited.

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After walking around for 10 minutes I was eager to know more about his assassination and how glamourous celebrities were ignorant to what was happening on the bloodied streets.


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Domestic terrorism, kidnappings and bombings. Italy’s history. Something I wasn’t expecting at this years BPB however it was refreshing and insightful.

“The photographs reveal only fragments of evidence about this most turbulent and tangled decade , while the true puppet-masters and string pullers remain tantalisingly out of frame.”


Let history be judge. How photography can capture moments that many people want to forget but should not.  It captures memories but not feelings, and adventures through time.

The BPB definitely surprised me and all I can say is go next year and see what you are faced with.

Brighton photo biennial runs from 4th October until the 2nd november.


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