Saturday 30 August 2014

PRESS ASSOCIATION DIARIES VI: Multimedia journalist hype

I've started a post-grad course at the Press Association so I thought I'd share a little of what's been happening on the PMA blog.

Apparently we're all multimedia journalist now! I guess that was always the plan but the reality hadn't dawned on me until now. Bar a few formalities (passing FIVE exams and overcoming chronic hysteria) we've pretty much made it.

*I am, of course, completely jumping the gun but it's of great comfort when the prospect of failing these exams is becoming ever greater - if you make it to week 9 you'll understand. Anyway back to being a shit hot multimedia journalist.

Having handed Roberta my complete work book, my next feat was to upload the vox pop we produced onto YouTube. And it was as I published the first piece of video journalism that I'd had a hand in producing that I realised that it had all been worth it. I was a multimedia journalist.
In celebration of all that multimedia magic here are five of my favourite multimedia things:

1.Victoria Vox Pop

This is the vox pop Liv, Rudy and I produced. Way back in July (really not that long ago but it feels it) we wrote, filmed and edited this to make our debut as video journalists. Not bad eh?

Must get round to changing the intro music.

2. Urvasi Urvasi - Humse Hai Muqabla (1994)

This is everything. To my horror, I found myself nodding my head to a Will.i.am song but thankfully this is why. (IN MY OPINION, BASED ON LOADZ OF RESEARCH) The talentless little twerp couldn't have possibly produced a great song without borrowing from a classic like this.

Also I really feel in the right circumstances Rudy and I could do great things with this... Rudy?

3.Francky Vincent - Fruit de la Passion

Francky Vincent - Fruit de la passion by melaniie2b
In the absence of any kind of experience of summer I've been living vicariously through things like this. Clearly my mental stability is not an issue.

4. As Told By Ginger - Little Seal Girl
And on that note, here's one of our PA after-hours anthems.

5. Harmony Smith - HEY Vine
       
Although my journalism skills may have multiplied, my social skills have somewhat suffered.

*If you have noticed an absence of "ALS Ice Bucket Challenge" Videos that is because I'm hoping they will soon disappear into the same internet black hole that all those "No Makeup Selfies" did (along with all those pledged donations).

**Clearly I am now a cynical multimedia journalist.                       

Thursday 21 August 2014

PRESS ASSOCIATION DIARIES V: Work Placement

Imagine us as foetuses incubated in the most intense and secure Press Association womb; warm, comfortable, our development near complete, our respective umbilical cords now well intwined.

Still with me?

Well mumma Roberta has cut the cords and shipped her baby journos out into the working world.


The first week of placement is almost up and it's been strange coping without my PA people. Being back at ELLE with six weeks of 24-7 journalism training under my belt has felt pretty good 
but going it alone has reminded me of the big bad world that awaits us in just a few weeks. 

If Roberta will remember her Summer 2014 flock for one thing it'll be how well we all got on. Although none of us have taken our "special friendships" to the next level (thank God) and we've pretty much rejected all of Tom's invitations to the pub, it's been nice* to be amongst friends. 

*Minus the "Lad Chart", curated by our "Lad Editor" (Aka another man without a purpose) 

It's made this process a whole lot easier, even if it might have slowed down our productivity. Luckily, life at ELLE hasn't been too lonely as I had a few allies already and hot-desking* means a fresh batch of desk buddies everyday.

*Hot-desking also means feeling homeless at work. Make of it what you will - it's modern!

A week away from PA has given me the time and space to revaluate a lot of things. I really value the work that we've produced collaboratively, particularly Industries 2 Invest In (our app). I can see why there is such an emphasis on being "team-players".
No man is an island and no magazine was produced by one (wo)man.

But I am island-ing it for these two weeks and there's still the obituary to write (not mine - maybe mine) and the review and it's bank holiday weekend and that means Notting Hill Carnival. 
Being out in the real world is bittersweet.
  This can be read as a) Roberta engulfing us once again or b) Us meeting our fateful end.

Sunday 3 August 2014

PRESS ASSOCIATION DIARIES IV: Media Law: At least it's in "Public Interest"

Libel
Defamation by written or printed words, or in any form other than spoken words or gestures.
Slander
CBA - No one sues for slander.

I write this acutely aware of the threat of libel, slander, copyright, contempt, or any other legal action that might see me locked up or penniless before I even qualify as a journalist.

We've spent a welcomed day away from the Press Association revising for our media law mock tomorrow. What this really means is that we've spent the day reminding ourselves of just why we should never write anything again.

Essentially the law is on ever other f*****'s side – except the journalist's.  For a while learning media law felt quite Ally McBeal and kind of cool to know at least some of what keeps us all in line - well most journalists (libel by innuendo? Who knows... sue me.) At least in the likely event that we are sued, we have some kind of knowledge of what might defend us against the oppressive monsters (libel)I guess it's good to know your enemy.

That said, I've been facing a more immediate enemy in the form of subbing (←Probs ungrammatical). Just no. I've thoroughly enjoyed and benefited from the liberalisation of education but they could at least teach you grammar! Any previous PMA-ers will understand the pain endured whilst trying to sub Keith's Wolves masterpiece. God forbid he uses another of my passive sentences from this post as subbing bait.

FYI GIFS ARE A COMPLETE INFRINGEMENT OF COPYRIGHT

Friday 25 July 2014

PRESS ASSOCIATION DIARIES III: Features: Featuring our resident idiots

We're coming to the end of our first week of features training and apparently no-one reads features anymore (or at least we don't - hoes exposed). But eventually we'll write "great" features that people will read and not use to line their cat's litter trays.

Whilst that's been tricky enough for us to get our heads around it appears some of our fellow trainee journalists are still in need of some more basic education.

During another early morning shorthand lesson with the lovely Richard a few unusual questions were raised:

SAM asked what a BANGLE was...



TOM as always asked MANY  things but amongst the most mind-boggling...He had no idea what  "Feng Shuey" was aka  Feng Shui to the rest of us...

But SAM did know and was quick to explain... "It's complete sh!t3"... philistine.
Richard and I also had to explain to TOM what a "Bunga Bunga" party was...
In other news ROSIE is a tarot reading witch...

Wednesday 16 July 2014

PRESS ASSOCIATION DIARIES II: PA aka the Photobooth Association

I'm back for my second post and this week we discovered photobooth – SORRY


Nicholas (in green) was particularly happy, Kaltrina and Sam less so.
Feeling left out, I decided to start documenting writing news pieces (see below) and short snappy news has been proving more difficult than any of us anticipated. Those snippets of news you might read half of in the Metro on your way to work are hard to write people (if you want to write them well and Roberta's your editor) 
I find myself sprouting Roberta's journo gospel even when I don't want to hear it. "But how the hell are we moving the story forward guys?" It's starting to feel like we're stuck on a loop and some news just won't "move forward".

That being said today I had my first news story accepted (with minor amendments needed obvs) but still 50 odd words of progress and I didn't even make it to a third attempt. This feels like a milestone but it's becoming apparent that it'll mean nothing in the very near future. 

Talking of the future this week we met chief chimpanzee Darshan Sanghrajka who according to his twitter bio is a "stand up, economist, creative, marketing strategist, social impact person" and sexist (just kidding Darshan - wow women aren't funny). He was great and taught us all about Search Engine Optimisation or SEO as we now call it. Thanks to him we're all pretty fluent in social media. For some of us (Olivia) SEO stands more for Stalking Energy Optimisation and for others (Sam) meeting Darshan meant losing their twitter virginity. Sam's yet to tweet but I heard he's totes getting Instagram ####

Anyway back to the Photobooth Association...
I finally plucked up the courage to ask to borrow Olivia's glasses. As a blind person without glasses this is pretty big.  
Then this guy started paining the computer room door... 
And the fumes got pretty intense.... 
And I started to feel pretty intense. 
He did't seem to care that I had "serious" Photobooth work to do.
I got a little desperate....
Then we become pals! #fumes #friends

Monday 7 July 2014

PRESS ASSOCIATION DIARIES I: A Journalist not a writer

I've started a post-grad course at the Press Association so I thought I'd share a little of what's been happening on the pma blog

DAY 1: SAY HELLO TO THE PRESS ASSOCIATION & GOODBYE TO YOUR LIVES 

In the beginning there were nine and they were fresh faced and hopeful but they weren't journalists. The trainee journalists you'll be hearing from this summer are me (Kasia Hastings), Kaltrina Bylykbashi, Nicholas Dawson, Tom Johnson, Sam Allen, Rudy Katoch, Olivia McCreahedley, Blayne Pereira, and Rosie Clarke - that's if we make it past week one.

There was an exciting nervous energy at the Press Association this morning as lead course tutor Roberta Cohen's lambs came in for the slaughter. But what we didn't know is that Roberta had far greater plans for us than Sunday lunch's lamb chops. FYI the course starts as it means to go on, they mean business and every second I spend here the more of a journalist I feel. 

For our first task we turned our backs on the internet and took to the streets of Victoria to get the story on the local area. Whilst it was important for Blayne to ascertain the whereabouts of the nearest Nandos, what this really taught us is that far better information can be acquired by actually getting out there and speaking to people. (And as we now know this means it's the best way of getting a new angle for your news story too, even if it means actually talking to real people - AH!)

After day one I'm feeling suitably scared and excited but actually far less panicked than I thought I'd be (I expect that'll come later). It's nice to feel fully committed to something that is equally committed to me. And since we've sized each other up and exchanged follows on twitter I'm feeling pretty happy with the comrades I have beside me too. 

(Expect me to be a little more unhinged in my next blog post and naturally more entertaining- we can only hope) 



Thursday 23 January 2014

PROFESSIONALLY PROCRASTINATING

Regrettably those "weekly musings" that I promised way back in 2013 haven't been quite so frequent but I'm sure the world's been surviving just fine. What can be relied upon is my penchant for procrastination but it hasn't all been fruitless, here's a taste of what I have been up to...

For Dazed & Confused's 1993 To Infinity issue I interviewed NY cool kids Ratking rapper Wiki and photographer Yung Bambi aka Jude Liana as part of Dazed's pick of the '93 kids killing it in 2013... 

Read the full interview at: http://www.dazeddigital.com/music/article/16721/1/20-20-visions-yung-bambi

And for the current #Power issue of Husk Magazine I looked to the work of Vivian Maier to try to reflect upon the artistic depths of the infamous "selfie"...

Since her life’s work was accidently discovered by amateur historian John Maloof at a Chicago auction house in 2007, Vivian Maier has become a captivating enigma and a name that attracts reverence similar to that of photography greats Diane Arbus, Robert Frank and Weegee. Through a collection of roughly 100,000 negatives, prints and recordings the very private world of this reclusive woman has slowly come to light. Vivian’s photographs capture something unique in life’s characters and the scenes they inhabit. Having spent most of her life as a nanny, her photos now present some of the preliminary and most extensive examples of early Street Photography and have already been the subject of a first book, produced by Maloof.  As thousands more images materialise for the first time, an incredible collection of self-portraits has emerged. Vivian’s self-portraits reveal a personal intimacy that perhaps her Street Photography does not. They offer insight into who this mysterious woman was, or who she thought she might be. For his latest project, Maloof has produced a book of these self-portraits that in many ways act as a precursor to our current obsession with turning the camera on ourselves and the “selfie” phenomenon that has defined 21st century culture thus far.

Although the word can be traced back to 2004, the “selfie” really came into fruition in 2010 with the introduction of Apple’s Iphone 4 –crucially with a front facing camera–and with the birth of Instagram. Whilst the self as subject is in no way a new concept and photographers have long embraced it, the Iphone 4’s front facing camera enabled any average Joe to effortlessly capture their self-portrait.  The emergence of Instagram in the following months provided a home for and a means of publicly sharing what we now embrace as the selfie. Instagram offered an environment for people to opt into selfie culture without any guilt, for the practice to fester and eventually become the viral phenomenon we see today.  The success of the selfie lies in the manner in which it functions for a wide cross section of society, all with differing motives for embracing the trend. Whether it’s a simple question of documentation (questionable) or the control it offers the person, the selfie has infiltrated contemporary culture and it’s easy to see why.

Like Vivian, many people use the self-portrait or selfie as a space for self-exploration or documentation, a way of privately exploring who they are at that moment in time or more immediately documenting what they have achieved. Cause for this latter kind of selfie can be the tracking of weight loss, fitness programs, pregnancies, even a night on the town. These all have links to motivation and encouragement but also crucially to validation. Whilst our current selfie culture presents us with unprecedented control over the image we project of ourselves, vanity, validation and insecurity can all become tied up in this when such focus is placed on the self. This current style of self-portraiture allows us a way of reaffirming our identity in digital form. Through a plethora of angles, poses and filters we are able to manipulate the image we communicate to the world and perform a personal PR exercise of sorts.

The self-portrait undoubtedly offers its subject a space to express themselves freely but does our current re-appropriation of the form stem from a more shallow place? Perhaps we are now less concerned with identifying a part of our true selves and more with conveying our own controlled perceptions of what we understand that to be. The selfie reflects an unhealthy preoccupation with the way we look but also with gaining the acceptance of other people. It represents yet another symptom of our culture of oversharing and the scrutiny that occurs when the private is made public.  The selfie has come a long way from the afterschool activity of teenage girls and has become common practice amongst celebrities, politicians and now even Pope Francis who engaged in the first papal selfie this summer, causing a Twitter storm. It has managed to transcend all age groups and stigmas to become an acceptable means of publically communicating who we are in 21st century society.

However the private selfies of Vivian Maier remind us of the authenticity that has been lost from the form. If we examine Vivian’s self-portraits we begin to see a more playful side to a woman who some described as proud or as having had terrible manners. She worked with an abundance of shapes, moods and reflective trickery; using mirrors, shop windows, distorted glass, moving reflections and shadows. She does not always look into the lens, nor can you always distinguish her face in the photographs but each self-portrait represents an attempt to capture a different part of herself. Vivian was perhaps most honest, most expressive and most playful in her own company.

As Maloof brings the last of Vivian’s negatives to light and with them her story, it raises the question, are we not betraying this woman’s privacy? After all she took photos for herself, the majority of them undeveloped, images only captured through her eyes. Although Vivian is part of a renaissance in Street Photography and now in self-portraiture, would she have had any interest in being part of what these practices have become? Most likely not, but like so many movements that have crept into mainstream culture over the last century, the roots of selfie culture do lie in art, and Vivian Mair represents the purest elements at the heart of self-portraits and selfies. When Vivian took her own photograph she was engaging in a playful and private world, a world that allowed her to have full agency over whatever fragment of herself she might capture in that moment. There is an intimacy with the self that uniquely occurs whilst taking a self-portrait and this is conceivably why so many still feel uncomfortable engaging in this phenomenon.  Perhaps this space of reflective intimacy has only been corrupted by our contemporary compulsion to share every inch of who we are and the self-portrait bastardised into what we now know as the selfie. 


On behalf of Westfield Pulse I interviewed Superdry founders Julian Dunkerton and James Holder at Battersea Power Station to to celebrate 10 years of the iconic British brand...



I also joined exciting new publication Prowl as their Fashion Writer... 


To read the full feature pick up a copy of the pilot issue here: