Environment; human stories
Some of my earliest memories of photography are from my high school’s darkroom. It didn’t matter that we were working with expired chemicals and film, as images took shape on paper, the rest of the world faded away. It felt like magic.
As part of my journalism degree, I took photojournalism classes and bought my first DSLR camera. I never set out to become a photographer, but the more I photographed, the more I wanted to continue. It’s a beautiful medium that has allowed me to be out in the world engaging with new people and new places every day. Photography continues to push me outside of comfort zone and remind me of the beauty in the ordinary.
My first news assignment was covering the 2013 Alberta floods for Reuters in Calgary. It was devastating to see so many lives uprooted and witness so much destruction in the city I called home. As I waded through waist-deep water, it felt counterintuitive to be racing towards the disaster as the rest of the city fled from it. The experience gave me a new appreciation for photojournalists and the tenacity it takes to work in the industry.
I was touched by the Newfoundland and Labrador community of Nain, which I recently visited for a story. Located in Canada’s subarctic, the coastal town felt like a world away. While communities like Nain have had the least amount of impact on climate change, they will be among those who are most affected by it. And yet, everyone I spoke to was at peace this. Instead of expressing anger or frustration, they shared hope. The community’s resiliency and ability to adapt is something we can all learn from.