(Updated Below) This week, the Grady College of Journalism and Macc Communication at the University of Georgia is hosting 65 college students for the Management Seminar for College Newspaper Editors. Some 64 schools are represented, from Florida to Alaska.
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Author: Mark E. Johnson
Glaucoma Visiom
While waiting to pick something up, I glanced down and thought I saw a glaucoma cereal. Maybe I need something for my eyes …
Testing Photo Upload from iPhone
Adding a photo now …
Shot somewhere over the Carolinas Saturday morning as I returned from Virginia. At some points, the clouds looked like they’d been laid out on a grid.
Sailor Training
Just back in from a training workshop for the Mass Communicators on board the USS Carl Vinson. (“Mass Communicators” is the new designation for photo mates and other journalists in the Navy. Even the military is accepting convergence.)
One of the public affairs officers for the ship is a friend of mine and he asked me to come up and present a series of talks on photojournalism, page design and what all this “new media” stuff means. Additionally, five members of his staff were included in some hands-on editing and storyboarding sessions.
Learning to Teach
This fall will mark the start of my fourth year teaching here in Georgia. Including my time in Syracuse, I’ve been in front of students for five and a half years now – which is exactly half as much time as I spent as a “professional.” That’s a little weird.
On The Road
Again. I don’t think I’ve spent more than 10 consecutive days at home this summer, but I’m down to the final three trips – Massachusetts, then Virginia and then West Virginia. Hopefully, the posting will pickup after that.
Meantime, we’re up north for the youngest brother’s wedding. After the rehearsal dinner, we took a short walk around Plymouth, down by the Mayflower II (which I think I last saw about 25 years ago). Sun was setting and the light raked across the shutters shielding the waiting to board area.
Fourth and Away
We took a short trip to the other side of Atlanta for the Fourth of July. See some friends, eat some fried stuff, blow up a few things. We decided against the post-sunset, crowd fueled public display of fireworks due to some people having imminent meltdowns. Still, the street festival was entertaining.