day 8 of 14: Downtown Covina- Complete Photojournalism Assignment

Photojournalism: Life on the Streets- Final Assignment
– 20-30 images
– Downtown Covina
– black and white
– types of businesses
– context
– consider exposure, framing (in camera)
– be fearless
– talk to strangers

A week ago, I posted a sneak peak of my photos for my photography class. These are the final 30 images I chose to tell a story of Downtown Covina. The past 6 weeks, taking these photojournalism classes, my eyes have been opened to the world around me. I find myself constantly on the lookout for the little things that can tell a story. I am looking much closer, much deeper at my surroundings. I am thoroughly embracing what I see. I take my time composing my photographs, it’s not just the snap of my camera, there is a bigger process now. I have found joy in this style of photography, and who knows, maybe this is something I can explore further! 1 2 3 4 5 S 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 29 30

day 1 of 14: Tell a Story- Downtown Covina.

Tonight, for my Photojournalism: Life on the Streets class, we met just a few blocks away from school, to capture Downtown Covina — the essence, the crowd, the vibe, the surroundings. To reach out of our comfort zones, in order to tell a story. Take as many pictures as we wanted,  but for our assignment due next week we have to choose 20-30 of our photos from tonight, and create a black & white photo story.
20-30 photos that provide good composition, good use of framing, and can tell a story.

Below are just a few of the shots I took tonight:

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I have many other photos to go through before I put together my photo story, but this is just a sneak peak into what I did tonight. I explored a little bit deeper, looked a little closer, changed my perspective a bit, and captured a bit of Downtown Covina that I would normally just walk or drive by.

I opened my eyes a bit wider, to allow myself to see a bit more. I watched as the sun slowly began to fade away. I watched as the street lamps, buildings, and cars, lit up the night. I found myself looking for the little things that stood out, the minor things that could provide words to a story.

Here is to the stories we share, and those that we uncover along the way!