It was the year 2000 when I fell in love with photojournalism.
I was a staff reporter for my high school newspaper. I already had an interest in photography, but it was not until I covered my first football game when I discovered my love of photojournalism.
I loved how I could capture emotions and important moments. I realized there was a story to be told with every photograph.
I was hooked.
A few months later, I knew I wanted to become a photojournalist.
I wanted to be a visual storyteller. I wanted to use photographs to educate people about important events around the world.
I wanted to make a difference.
In previous blog posts, I talked about how photojournalism can be used to educate people about diversity and to help people during emergency situations.
A recent article in the Los Angeles Times reminded me why I love photojournalism.
Deirdre Edgar, a reporter for the LA Times, wrote about how a reader was inspired by a photograph to make a difference in someone else’s life. A woman was laid off from her job and was living with her 7-month-old daughter in transitional housing. The reader who saw the photograph, wrote to the LA Times:
“It’s trite, I know, but ‘a picture is worth a thousand words’ is so true here. It hit me because it’s so poignant — and she radiates intelligence, resoluteness, and she’s got it together.”
“Please pass on the enclosed check to her with my wish that she’ll do something nice for herself and Madison.”
A photograph made a difference in someone’s life.
This is why photojournalism is important.
This is why I love photojournalism.