Monthly Archives: January 2012

NunatuKavut

I’m not sure if I mentioned this in any other blog post, but I am a member of NunatuKavut, formerly named the Labrador Metis. I’m in the process of writing a research paper on NunatuKavut and I am looking for some direction. I’d like to know if any of you are familiar with the group – and if so, do you know of any resources (books, articles, recordings) that would help me out with my paper?

Shamefully, I don’t know a lot about this group that I belong to; but I can tell you one thing, and that’s what I do know I’m proud of.

I noticed today that I have 112 people following my blog via email. I wouldn’t have noticed that except I added the ‘follow blog via email’ widget today and was blown away! Thank you for following me.

I’m off to do a little research for this paper & come up with a topical outline for what I’m going to write. When it’s finished, I’ll upload a copy in a new page I will be titling “Works”.

Here are some links to stories I’ve written recently:

No two photographers are alike

Corner Brook blog takes home best overall blog award

Author overwhelmed by his ‘awesome’ success

Enjoy the remainder of your Sunday, and all the best for the coming week.

M.

Just clouds

“Clocks” – Coldplay

The lights go out and I can’t be saved
Tides that I tried to swim against
Have brought me down upon my knees
Oh I beg, I beg and plead, singing

Come out of the things unsaid
Shoot an apple off my head and a
Trouble that can’t be named
A tiger’s waiting to be tamed, singing

You are, you are

Confusion that never stops
The closing walls and the ticking clocks gonna
Come back and take you home
I could not stop, that you now know, singing

Come out upon my seas
Cursed missed opportunities am I
A part of the cure
Or am I part of the disease, singing

You are, you are
You are, you are
You are, you are

And nothing else compares
And nothing else compares
And nothing else compares

You are, you are

Home, home, where I wanted to go
Home, home, where I wanted to go
Home, home, where I wanted to go (You are)
Home, home, where I wanted to go (You are)

Special project

‘Afternoon blog-land! I’ve got a few things to tell you in this edition; in no particular order:

First, my classmate Carol and I are embarking on a special project – We’re in the planning stages of getting contacts and conducting interviews for a book we’re compiling on the Qalipu Mi’Kmaq band elders (St. George’s portion). We feel that the stories of their past shouldn’t fade away and we’re hoping to profile as many elders as would love to participate.

Secondly, I finally have a new camera lens and it’s a beauty. I bought a 50mm 1.8 portrait lens and I’m having so much fun with it.

Third, I made a new watermark today. I love adobe.

Fourth, I have two stories due next week (which is not a complaint!) but I’m struggling to find something to write about that isn’t already being written about by other news organizations or my 16 classmates. Help?

Fifth. Here’s a photo that I took of my beautiful classmate, Melanie. We were experimenting with lighting in a impromptu photo session.

 

 

M.

Award

I was very suprised and pleased to hear that I won the NL Blogroll’s Blog of the Year in the personal/journal category. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again; this blog is my baby.

Originally travellinginfinity had started out being a 365 project – a photo a day for a year. I didn’t get to post every day so that went down hill, but by posting as frequently as I could I found that I was getting more and more tied into the art of blogging.

Blogging is supposed to flow like a conversation. I’ve always been a fairly social person, I love hanging out with friends and chatting through emails – the thing I’m not as fond of though is phone calls.

It seems to me that when you’re on the phone you’re almost forced to talk and the awkward silences get even more awkward. Unfortunately my two close friends live about 10 hours drive from me so phone calls is all I have. It’s the same thing with my parents – they’re a good ten hours (including a ferry ride) away.

Despite that tangent, the point of my little rant was to say that this venue, Blogging, is where I feel most comfortable. If I could get paid to write consistently on a blog for the rest of my life that would be my dream.

Being a reporter is fun, you get to meet a lot of interesting people. Once you swallow your pride and prepare yourself to have a scattered embarrassing moment or slip up, and get into that ‘conversation’, then things will work out okay. I’m always apprehensive, but it’s a healthy apprehensive.

That’s it from me tonight. Thank you’s to all those who voted for travellinginfinity in the NL Blogroll contest.

M.