IN-DEPTH: Day 13 – The day I blogged some photos.

Brief day recap: talked to Noli today -there’s been a bit of a scheduling conflict with everyone’s shooting, but luckily he’s more suited to going to the market for me to film on Thursday. A little worried about how much time I’ll have only starting video then, but at least my shooting won’t conflict with anyone else’s so mostly a good thing I think.

We tried to get some b-roll stuff – Tendai had a great idea to get footage through the market by putting a trolley through the corridor with the camera on it (the poor man’s special effects), so we begged a trolley off Sebastian’s stall, Tendai pulled it around and I sat on it (free ride! yay!) to hold the camera as steady as possible. I think it was a freaking awesome idea, and although the video will be a little shaky it will look amazingly cool – wish I could steal the idea, but I think our mentors may be smart enough to spot the similarity….

"Okay - whatever you do, DO NOT let the white girl get used to the idea of being carted around by our manual labour!" Photo: Zelmarie Goosen

“Okay – whatever you do, DO NOT let the white girl get used to the idea of being carted around by our manual labour!” Photo: Zelmarie Goosen

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I’m saying to myself “Don’t drop the camera. Don’t drop the camera don’t drop don’t drop…” Photo: Zelmarie Goosen

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The glamour of television… Photo Zelmarie Goosen

 

 

We also tried to shoot some footage of a few of the people who sleep outside Shoprite in the streets – along the ground blankets and thin mattresses are lined up neatly by the people who sleep there every night. When we started setting up our equipment though, the men standing around the stuff (about five of them I think?) got very upset and started shouting at us: “This is our stuff! You can’t just film us, show some respect!” and we got away before things got more physical. Journalism seems to be a constant choice between rights: on one hand that street was a public space, meaning we were well within our rights to shoot anything that happened there. On the other, just because those men were homeless doesn’t mean they no longer had any right to privacy – you couldn’t just go into someone’s house and start shooting their stuff, I guess the same applies to people whose house is the street.

I sneakily took this one while Tendai was on the phone with a source. Shadows are cool Photo: Robyn Kirk

I sneakily took this one while Tendai was on the phone with a source. Shadows are cool Photo: Robyn Kirk

We left Yeoville a little early and went over to Anazi’s flat – the excuse we gave ourselves and one another was that we would have a meeting, but in reality we mostly drank wine, ate chips and gossiped. We did talk over all the multimedia ideas and gave one another helpful thoughts, and I for one am feeling a little better about my idea.

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About robykirk

Robyn was born and raised in Johannesburg, South Africa, still isn't dead and despises writing in the third person. She received her undergraduate degree at Rhodes University, having completed a Bachelor of Arts in Politics, History and Journalism at the end of 2013 and completed her Honours in Journalism (career entry) at Wits University in Johannesburg during 2014. From April 2015 until March 2016 she worked as the Communications Intern for the MRC/Wits Agincourt Research unit in rural Mpumalanga. This blog is a collection of the work produced: - for the Wits University student newspaper and website Wits Vuvuzela during 2014 - during her internship at MRC/WIts Agincourt Research Unit (2015/2016) and independent blogging (2014-present). Robyn is interested in everything besides sports and mean people. In the past she has specialised in photojournalism and television journalism, and considers visual media to be one of her strongest skills. She decided to become a journalist because learning about other people’s lives was more fun than putting on pants and having her own. Follow her on Twitter: @RobyKirk

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