This (awful?) default WordPress theme at least gets the text back up. Maybe at some point I’ll get photos up and linked again.
I haven’t been back to Senegal in over ten years. I feel a bit guilty about that.
But I saw one of the guys from the village, Hamedu, in Milan, Italy, of all places. I found him on Facebook and messaged him. My boyfriend and I met up with him at a metro station, walked through the streets, spoke a weird Pulaar-English-Italian combo, ate lunch, and went to an art museum together.
He’s living in Milan, working in a restaurant. He was just about to make a return trip to the village—his first time back after leaving six years before, and the first time that he would meet the daughter that he has with Aminata, my host sister and the oldest of Kanni’s daughters.
It seems like a very lonely life for him in Italy.
I was very happy to see him.
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]]>My favorite project from this past year—brought to you by Maggie Fazeli Fard:
(I shot it—while managing not to puke over the side of the boat.)
Reporter Trymaine Lee and I worked together on two Harlem-based stories, one about feisty old ladies who go door-to-door in the projects, teaching their neighbors about recycling, and one about two professional clowns who renovated their apartment to allow them to practice clowning routines—when they’re not out performing around the world.
The print story that spawned “Paper, Plastic and Persistence” was front and center on the homepage for a few precious hours last Saturday, with a link to the video:
The print story for “Three-Room Circus” is currently the highlighted Real Estate story on the homepage, with a video link, but for a while Trymaine and I had 2 out of 4 of the homepage video player spots:
OK, I’m done bragging. But it was pretty cool
Also, I was an assistant editor on this piece.
]]>I’m in New York, interning here for the summer:
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On my first day I and another intern went out to shoot footage of gyro cones (the big rotating things of meat that chawarma innards are shaved off of), then I burned some DVDs. The next day I tried to call people in Utah whose houses were up for auction (and got mostly disconnected numbers), and today I had a few hours of tech training and then started to edit a Nicholas Kristof piece. It’s fun.
]]>(explanation: I’m here on a J-school travel grant shooting a story on Senegalese immigrants in Spain—I met up with a guy and two kids from my Peace Corps host village. My Pulaar is being stretched to new limits!)
]]>and from my class’s February 6th show: