Video Commentary Ideas

Here are a few ideas I have been brainstorming about for my video commentary:

1) I thought about doing a video commentary about being a wedding photographer and explain everything I do in a day of shooting a wedding. I would have pictures to go along with it as well as clips of me talking. There is a lot to do being a wedding photographer, so I would have a lot to talk about.

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2) I also considered doing a video commentary about things people say to themselves when they are on Facebook. It would be just video of me looking at the screen (as if I’m on Facebook) and saying what I say to myself while scrolling through Facebook. Sounds confusing, I know, but I think it has potential to be pretty funny and truthful.

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3) OR…I thought about doing one on my student research project I did where I restored old Native American photos that my Great-Grandpa took over 75 years ago. I wrote a column about this, and uploaded some of the photos, but I thought I would do a video showing the before and after photos and talking about what I had to do to restore them. There is plenty I could talk about here, but I’m not sure how entertaining it would be for you guys. 

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Please let me know which ideas you think sound the best and which ones you would like to see.

Column#3: Something Finally “Clicked” (Final Draft)

I can still remember that day like it was yesterday. The sun was just beginning to rise and peak through the tall pine trees into the windows of our cabin. As my family lay in their beds sleeping, I quietly slipped on my shoes and stepped out onto the front porch, camera in hand. 

The camera I was holding wasn’t mine, but my brother’s expensive Nikon camera. And the cabin we were in wasn’t our home, but a small cabin we’ve been renting during the summers ever since I was little. This beautiful place is known to its residents as “Hidden Paradise.” To everyone else, it’s known as Long Pine, Nebraska, population 305. 

That morning wasn’t like any other morning. It was a morning that I would be introduced to something I would immediately fall in love with. 

As I went for a walk around this “Hidden Paradise,” I began to feel inspired. I found myself taking picture after picture and noticing the little details of nature that I had overlooked for so long. When I looked through the lens, I was excited by the idea of capturing something that was there and gone in a split second, but forever remained in a photograph. 

Before this particular walk around ‘paradise’, I had never experienced a hobby like this that I could truly fall in love with. It was as if something suddenly “clicked” inside of me and my creative side was unleashed. I was shooting from different angles, running, tip-toeing, kneeling, climbing, laying on the ground, anything to get that perfect shot. 

Hours had passed before I came back to the cabin where my family waited, wondering where the camera and I had gone. Excitement overcame me as I shared each picture on the small screen of the camera with my brother who shared the same passion.  

I like to compare my love for photography to that “love at first sight” feeling so many couples experience when meeting their significant others for the first time. I experienced something new and it just felt right. 

That day was over seven years ago and my life was forever changed. 

For Christmas that year I received a Nikon D40 from my parents. I continued to develop my creative eye through practice by photographing different objects in nature. One day all of that changed when my best friend asked if I could take her senior pictures. I loved the idea, but had never photographed people before. Little did I know I was about to fall in love all over again. 

After school one day, we went out into the country and started taking pictures. Neither of us knew what we were doing, but by the end of the day, I knew I had found a new hobby that I loved even more. Portrait photography. 

I went home that night and posted the photos on Facebook or Myspace, whichever was in at the time. I couldn’t believe the positive feedback I received about the photos. Eventually, people were offering to pay me to take their senior photos, family photos, and more. 

After I graduated high school, I went to a community college where I received an Associate’s Degree in Commercial Photography. All the while, I continued to develop my skills of shooting portraits and eventually started my own business known as Hanna Jorgensen Photography. 

It’s strange how one day can change everything. For me, that day I spent in Hidden Paradise changed the way I look at everything.

I can still remember that day like it was yesterday. I quietly slipped on my shoes and stepped out onto the front porch, camera in hand. 

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Column #3: Something Finally “Clicked” (Second Draft)

I can still remember that day like it was yesterday. The sun was just beginning to rise and peak through the tall pine trees into the windows of our cabin. As my family lay in their beds sleeping, I quietly slipped on my shoes and stepped out onto the front porch, camera in hand.

The camera I was holding wasn’t mine, but my brother’s very expensive Nikon camera. And the cabin we were in wasn’t our home, but a small cabin we’ve been renting during the summers ever since I was little. This beautiful place is known to its residents as “Hidden Paradise.” To everyone else, it’s known as Long Pine, Nebraska, population 305.

That morning wasn’t like any other morning. It was a morning that I would be introduced to something I would immediately fall in love with.

As I went for a walk around this “Hidden Paradise,” I began to feel inspired. I found myself taking picture after picture and noticing the little details of nature that I had overlooked for so long. When I looked through the lens, I was excited by the idea of capturing something that was there and gone in a split second, but forever remained in a photograph.

Before this particular walk around ‘paradise’, I had never experienced a hobby like this that I could truly fall in love with. It was as if something suddenly “clicked” inside of me and my creative side was unleashed. I was shooting from different angles, running, tip-toeing, kneeling, climbing, laying on the ground, anything to get that perfect shot.

Hours had passed before I came back to the cabin where my family waited, wondering where the camera and I had gone. Excitement overcame me as I shared each picture on the small screen of the camera with my brother who shared the same passion.

I like to compare my love for photography to that “love at first sight” feeling so many couples experience when meeting their significant others for the first time. You experience something new and it just feels right.

That day was over seven years ago and my life was forever changed.

For Christmas that year I received a Nikon D40 from my parents. I continued to develop my creative eye through practice by photographing different objects in nature. One day all of that changed when my best friend asked if I could take her senior pictures. I loved the idea, but had never photographed people before. Little did I know I was about to fall in love all over again.

After school one day, we went out into the country and started taking pictures. Neither of us knew what we were doing, but by the end of the day, I knew I had found a new hobby that I loved even more. Portrait photography.

I went home that night and posted the photos on Facebook or Myspace, whichever was in at the time. I couldn’t believe the positive feedback I received about the photos. Eventually, people were offering to pay me to take their senior photos, family photos, and more.

The years went by. I graduated high school and went to a community college for two years where I received an Associate’s Degree in Commercial Photography. All the while, I was continuing to develop my skills of shooting portraits and eventually started my own business known as Hanna Jorgensen Photography.

I even paid my way through college with money made from my photography business.

In my years of doing photography, I have shot over 30 weddings, and done more senior photos, engagement photos, and family photos than I can count.

Now that I am working towards a bachelor’s degree in Journalism, my perspective on photography has changed even more. I have become a well-rounded photographer who is willing to photograph just about anything, whether it be nature, people, or the news.

I can still remember that day like it was yesterday. I quietly slipped on my shoes and stepped out onto the porch, camera in hand.

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Column 3: Procrastinating (Rough Draft)

I seemed to have noticed a trend in my blog posts today as I was scrolling through them. I post quite a bit about there not being enough time in the day to get done all that I need to get done. If only the days were longer.

The semester is winding down and I am finding myself busier than ever. Because I am such a procrastinator, I like to put everything off until the very last few days they are due. Why? Because I work better under pressure. Or that’s what I like to tell myself at least.

It is true, though. If something isn’t due right away, I am most likely not going to do it. But when it’s due tomorrow, I HAVE to do it. If I could learn to get my priorities straight, I wouldn’t need there to be more time in the day.

It’s days like these that I get the most stressed out; days when I try to cram everything I’ve been putting off into three consecutive days of non-stop work.

In fact, just before writing this blog post, I wrote a ten page paper. Most people would call me crazy, but I honestly work better when I do things in one, long sitting as opposed to doing little bits of work here and there. I will lose my train of thought and have to start all over again each time. Instead, I chose to do things in one, long stride as opposed to small baby steps. Personally, I like it that way.

Someday, I will probably have to kick this habit to the curb, but for now I am a procrastinator. There is more to come about this blog post, but I guess it can wait till tomorrow…

  • pro·cras·ti·nate: to put off till another day or time; defer; delay.
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End of semester blues

As the semester is winding down and we are nearing the last few weeks of classes, I am feeling a little overwhelmed. On top of school work, writing papers, designing websites, etc, I’ve also been apartment hunting which isn’t easy.

Looking for a place Kearney right now is like finding a needle in a hay stack–nearly impossible. Everyone seems to be looking for a place right now. Today my roommate and I finally found a place within our budget and with two bedrooms and close to campus. We are applying tomorrow and hoping to get accepted over the weekend and slowly start moving in and making it our own.

As much as I travel home to Omaha on the weekends for things I have going on there, it makes it even harder to get things done here. These next few weeks I need to really get my priorities straight and get everything done well and on time.

I could go on and on about the topic about not having enough hours in the day to do everything I need to do and make everyone happy as well as myself. Going home on the weekends is always very stressful. My dad needs help with something, my mom will need help with something, my grandma needs help with something, and I have stuff to do too. No, I’m not complaining, I’m just wishing there were enough hours in the day to please everyone and still have time for myself.

Something tells me life isn’t going to slow down or get any easier. I guess I better enjoy it while I can.

Spring Storm attacks UNK

Unless you live under a rock, you know Kearney was struck by some  serious winds, rain, and hail late last night and into the early morning hours. As a result, some serious damage was done around campus and surrounding areas.

Around midnight last night, the hail became so intense outside my apartment window, I thought for sure it would break the glass. Luckily, it didn’t but the wind did cause the power to go out in certain parts of my apartment building.

I’ve never seen hail come down in quantities large enough to cover the entire ground white. If I were deaf, I’d think it was snowing, but the loud sound of hail beating on the roof and windows assured me it was indeed hail.

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Pictured above is my car surrounded by hail. To my surprise, no damage was caused by the significant hail we have had over the last several hours.

Nebraska Public Power District also had to come to work on the electric boxes outside to get the power back on in certain parts of my building. As I’m typing this, I can hear them outside scraping away ice off the metal electric box and can see them getting ice and hail blown in their face. It makes me feel guilty for watching them work from inside my warm apartment.

I went to bed late last night after the hail had calmed down and was woken up around 6 a.m. by a text message that read: “UNK ALERT: Campus has received damage due to the storm Avoid the Library and Founders Square. Use caution in all areas on campus and report any damage to 308-865-1800.”

As I lay in bed confused, wondering if I still had class or not, I checked my email and sure enough, one teacher said yes, we WILL have class in the Mitchell Center. The other teacher said, no class today in the Mitchell Center, power is out. Hmm…do I go or not?

Well, I went.

Of course as usual, but only worse, there was no where to park on campus. I’m guessing it was due to the nasty weather. I finally decided to park at the College of Ed. and walk to the Mitchell Center. Bad Idea. But I made it.

Along the way, I couldn’t help but notice the damage last night’s storm had caused. Part of the roof on the Fine Arts Building had literally been ripped off and pieces were lying on the ground.

Even worse was the Library/Mitchell Center. Large, soaking wet pieces of insulation (I think that’s what it was) were lying literally EVERYWHERE. I feel bad for the people who have to clean that up.

After trekking in the cold back to my car, I received yet another text message that said: “UNK ALERT: The Library and Mitchell Center will remain closed until Thursday.

This leaves me wondering, will I not have class tomorrow since three of my five classes are in the Mitchell Center? I’m sure I’ll be getting an email soon from my professors to answer that question. Until then, I sure hope it stops hailing!

Coming soon, I have a video to post of the hail hitting my window from last night. I just need to figure out how to get it one here…

Movie review

I chose to read a review of one of my favorite movies, Shawshank Redemption made in 1994. This review was written in 2008 by John J. Puccio from Movie Metropolis.

I like how he says you need to give the movie a chance and even if you don’t like it at first, allow yourself the chance to warm up to it. I couldn’t agree more. At first I thought the movie seemed boring and slow, but the more I watched, the more I couldn’t seem to turn away. I had to know how it would end.

He also mentions that the movie was based off a Steven King novel which I never knew.

This was a very Lon review as he went into details about audio and video as well as describing a majority of the plot. However, I don’t think it was overkill.

I think this would be a good review for someone to read that has never seen the movie before and was considering watching it.

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Column #2, Final Draft: Student Research

Last Thursday I was surprised to find myself more excited than nervous to talk in front of an audience. Student Research day at UNK had finally arrived; the day I had been preparing for, for over a year.

The title of my research project was, Restoring The Native American Spirit. My Great-Grandpa photographed Native Americans across Nebraska over 75 years ago. The photos were then stored by my Grandpa who took it upon himself to publish a book of the photos titled, Camera Man, Picture Woman.

When I heard about the Student Research Fellowship at UNK, I thought it would be a great opportunity to restore the photos. For as old as the photos were, I knew they  needed to be digitally rephotographed and restored. They had been water damaged, torn, scratched, and had become discolored over time.

I was accepted to be part of Student Research last year. My Grandpa and I were both so thrilled.

I took on the task of restoring the photos. The process was time consuming, but the final outcome was well worth it.

Sadly, my Grandpa passed away on January 7, 2013 and wasn’t able to see the final outcome of my research. He would have been so proud to see what had become of the original photos. With his passing, this project took on a much deeper meaning to me. I found it hard to work on the photos, knowing he wouldn’t get to see them when they were finished.

But I did it anyway. For him.

As I waited outside the room where I’d be presenting my research soon, I remember telling my mom, “I’m more excited than I am nervous.”

This was unusual for me. I’m not one to enjoy talking in front of large groups of people, but today seemed different. I was proud and excited to share my work with other people. I knew I was doing it for my Grandpa and Great-Grandpa and that made it all worth-while.

What else was unusual about that day was that two of the prints I had ordered were not supposed to be in for a few more days, but I received an email that morning saying they had arrived.

Just in time for my presentation.

I rushed to go pick them up, anxiously awaiting to see how they turned out. As I opened the box, I got tears in my eyes. The prints were beautiful. I felt like my Grandpa had a hand in their delivery that day. It was so perfect for them to arrive just in time for my presentation.

I displayed them at the front of the room so everyone could see them. I felt so proud to see the final 5 prints I had made all standing in a row. What’s more, these were not just small prints. I had them mounted on 16×20” mounting boards, which made them look even more attractive.

There is so much left to do with this project and many more photos I would like to restore. I plan to re-apply to be a part of Student Research for the next two semesters I have left before I graduate.

Applying for Student Research was one of the best decisions I made while being a student at UNK. It was good to be a part of something that meant a lot to me. I also gained a better knowledge of how to restore photos as well as the history of the photos and the Native Americans of Nebraska.

I’m proud of myself and I know my Grandpa and Great-Grandpa would be too.

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