#journalistic

[audreymadethis]

Looking for Susana. 2020

Journalistic sketch in pen and watercolor exploring part of my local colonial graveyard.

Susana is the subject of these drypoint prints, as well.

[prayagraj]

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A huge, 10-floor tower in central #Gaza city has been levelled to the ground by Israeli F16 #missiles. al-Jawhara #tower includes tens of offices for #media/#journalistic institutions. #GazaUnderAttack https://www.instagram.com/p/COwg9SUADWQ/?igshid=1d2ctb711wf12

[evstacha]

Success

Being not sure that someone will read this, I have decided to share some thinking which has been processing in my mind for quite a long time. I am 19. “Only 19,″- you will say. But by this time I have understood what decides your life and your position as a part of a social construct. Success. Such an abstract word having no sense until you try it on your own. Feeling safe on a regular basis, not being afraid to step into tomorrow, and having an opportunity to provide your family with all the necessities. That is the success for an average person from Belarus. But we are not talking about the things happening there. Success is the key point. I do not mention only such type of success when you have nothing in the beginning  and work hard for achieving the goals you set for yourself. Today I would love to talk about the accident which led you to some kind of success. A ‘lucky’ success.

Several days ago I met a girl, a model with whom I was working, and she shared her story with me. Three years ago she was working as a promoter and was giving posters to random people on the streets. One day a man came to her and asked whether she would like to be a model because she looks exceptional. Surely, she agreed. That is not the experience that helped her nor her hard work. Now she is a well-known model who used to work with NYC Fashion show. My question is extremely simple. What about those enormous number of teenage girls who dream about that all their lives? Who is starving to look pretty? Who is putting much effort to be famous on social media? Who drops out of their college only to work full-time as a model and in the end she is fired because of the pandemic?

The sense of justice. That is what the world lacks. I am 19. I know nothing about life. My degree in English Linguistics which I had to decide on when I was 16 and which is absolutely unnecessary in the contemporary world, only from my point of view. I decided to work as a photographer and still, I have no clue whether I will be successful in this life or I will not. We are out of our control. Impossible is it to predict the future or to make a precise plan. We are those who should follow the path without knowing the destination. Will we reach the final point?

[franciss-abernathy]

Первая пара основ журналистики прошла охуенно

У нас такие классные девочки в группе, я верещу и хочу поскорее следующую!! А ещё будет возможность публиковаться как в интернете, так и в газетах, и это просто м е ч т а

Будет шесть курсов проф.навыков и четыре курса гибких навыков (коммуникации, психология, тайм-менеджмент и литература), и обязательная практика минимум 12 публикаций. То есть у меня к концу года будут готовы два интервью, две рецензии, два репортажа, и так далее по списку проф.предметов (и это проходной минимум)!! И У МЕНЯ ТЕПЕРЬ ЕСТЬ ДОСТУП К МЕЖДУНАРОДНЫМ КОНКУРСАМ АОАОАОАОАО

Нужно бы ещё найти хороший учебник русской грамматики и пунктуации, а то я украинский знаю намного лучше. Вот тут вопрос к подписчикам из России: по каким учебникам вы учились в школе? Какого автора считаете грамотным? Жду фидбек)

[lvnbrg]

A woman walking on the Aioi bridge in Hiroshima, facing the Genbaku dome. The Aioi bridge was the aiming point for the 1945 atomic bombing because of its T-shape which was easily recognizable from the air. 

[imjustjoshinyaa-blog]

I Am Who I Am

Tumblr is new to me, I'm new to Tumblr.

I've always known about it, but never actually.. Considered it? I thought it was just where people just share memes, but it's so much more.

This is my escape, this is my home. My brain has always been filled with creativity for the likes this world has never seen before.. It's always been hidden.

I wanted to be a journalist when I was younger.. But life has a funny way of telling you what you were meant for.

I'm happy to rediscover my love for writing, and I love the idea of sharing it with the world 💙

Stay true to yourself, stay happy ✌️

-ImJustJoshinYa

[km-moore]

not quite a love poem but hey it’s about love

i'll climb up to the top of your funfair ride if you promise that i won't get trapped inside those pretty hands; a cage, my cell please don't become my own personal hell. i'll give you my heart if you spare me the details and protect me just like a delicate seashell call me pretty, and call me sweet but don't trample me beneath your feet. and in return, my heart will yearn and i'll love you more than anything on this earth i'll trust you with everything if you keep me safe but know of my independence and please have faith. i may be weak but i have some strength too i have double standards, i know i do. treat me right, and for a while, it's you i'll adore but eventually, with guilt, i'll find you a bore. but hurt me, break me, and i'll stick like glue i don't want to be like this but such is true. i'm damaged goods, a ruined commodity, but either way i hope you'll love me and treat me well even if i don't deserve it and maybe, just maybe, make me believe i'm worth it. Kyla M-Moore, 25.03.2018

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‘I’m a sixteen year old girl studying English Literature, Psychology, and Photography, and I hope that I can maybe stand a chance on here.’

Kyla