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9. SEGUIMIENTO


Prueba CATEDRA 2
SEGUIMIENTO

Realiza un seguimiento a una persona. Háblame de ella y su oficio (o aquello por lo que te pareció dignx de un seguimiento*: acompañamiento durante un periodo de tiempo más o menos extenso a una persona, fotografiando su quehacer, su historia o lo que le hace relevante, diferente o atractiva, como por ejemplo el que hace James Nachtwey en War Photographer (documental que vinos ayer lunes 23) a la familia de Jakarta que vivía junto a la vía del tren), por medio de un mínimo de 10 fotografías. 

Reflexiona sobre la mejor manera de ordenar tus imágenes, de tal forma que exista una presentación del personaje (incluye un retrato del protagonista) y una narración coherente que nos permita comprender mejor su actividad, relevancia o particular atractivo. Se evaluará calidad técnica de las imágenes, composición, interés del personaje escogido y relato. La dificultad inicial de este ejercicio radica inicialmente en la capacidad de ver y encontrar una historia, un ser humano que la protagonice y que sea digna de compartir, comunicar, contar al espectador. 


ENTREGA:  LUNES 06 DE NOVIEMBRE.

Ejemplos

Francisca Femenias. Death after life

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SEGUIMIENTO: THE SACRAMENTO BEE

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THE SACRAMENTO BEE (2004 - 2006).
RENÉE C. BYER (*)
Premio PULITZER 2007.



Racing barefooted after kicking off her flip-flops, Cyndie pushes her son Derek Madsen, 10, up and down hallways in the UC Davis Medical Center in Sacramento on June 21, 2005, successfully distracting him during the dreaded wait before his bone marrow extraction. Doctors want to determine whether he is eligible for a blood stem cell transplant, his best hope for beating neuroblastoma, a rare childhood cancer, which was diagnosed in November 2004.



Cyndie French, embraces her son, Derek Madsen, 10, on July 25, 2005, after learning Derek needs surgery to remove a cancerous tumor in his abdomen. The emotional impact is taking its toll on her. “How can anyone maintain a nine-to-five job and do this?” she begins to wonder.



Derek Madsen, 10, gets a soothing massage from his mother, Cyndie French, at her Sacramento nail and tanning salon.. "I’m going to do whatever it takes to make him happy, to see him smile." Cyndie says. A single mom of five, Cyndie had to give up her salon at a financial loss to care for her dying son. (7/9/06)



Derek playfully taunts his mother as Cyndie tries to coax him down from a wall outside the UC Davis Medical Center in Sacramento on July 27. They are there to admit Derek for cancer surgery the following day.Cyndia, who understands Derek’s emotional meltdown before procedures, spends hours getting him in the door of the hospital



Shortly after his 11th birthday and Cyndie’s 40th, Derek is comforted by his brother Micah Moffe, 17, left, and mom Cyndie, right, as he gets a tattoo in preparation for radiation therapy on November 30, 2005.. Micah often accompanies Derek to treatments even though his schoolwork suffers.



On February 6, 2006, one of Derek’s cancer doctors recommends Cyndie contact hospice workers. She doesn't tell Derek about the conversation, but retreats behind a closed door at home to cry. "I don't think it's important to tell him," she says. "Why? What for?“ Sensing her sadness, Derek tries to cheer up his mom.



Realizing that Derek may never have an opportunity to get his driver's license, something he's told her he is anticipating, Cyndie French defies the rules and lets him drive up and down their street in West Sacramento. On the same day, Feb. 9, 2006. Cyndie met for the first time with hospice workers, and learns there is little time left for Derek.



Derek is tearful as Cyndie tries to reason with him at the UC Davis Cancer Center on Feb. 14, 2006. She and Dr. William Hall argue that Derek should have a series of radiation treatments to shrink tumors spreading throughout his body and alleviate his pain.. "Derek, you might not make it if you don't do this," Cyndie tells her son. Derek fires back: "I don't care! Take me home. I'm done, Mom. Are you listening to me? I'm done."



Cyndie always tries to have something at hand to take the sting out of her son, Derek's doctor appointments. On March 8 after undergoing radiation treatment, they make the most of a dollar can of Silly String - and Cyndie then meticulously cleans up every bit of the stuff from the ground.Cyndie is a big fan of the Dollar Store.



Cyndie consoles her best friend, Kelly Whysong, left, on April 24, 2006, Fearing Derek's time is near, Cyndie wrote a letter to Derek about how brave he's been during his battle with cancer. She reads it to her youngest son repeatedly, hoping he can still understand.



After placing a flower beside her son’s head, a sobbing Cyndie drops to the floor on April 25, as her best friend, Kelly Whysong, left, and another friend, Nick Rocha, comfort her. Derek is too weak to acknowledge his mother’s presence as she keeps a 24-hour vigil by his bed.



Derek has a final burst of energy after days of Cyndie keeping vigil at his bedside. She helps her anguished son walk on April 26. A cancerous tumor has distended Derek's stomach so far that his pants no longer fit. Another tumor in his brain impairs his eyesight making navigation difficult inside their rental home.



Derek refuses to take pain medications because he fears further damage to his organs. He rages at his mother on April 28, blaming her for not making him healthier. "You have to calm down and help me help you," Cyndie says.



On May 1, after days of little sleep while caring for Derek, Cyndie confronts longtime family friend “grandpa” Patrick Degnan, about whether he'll be able to help with rent and funeral expenses as Derek is caught in the middle. Cyndie hopes to set up a non-profit organization so families don't have to endure the same financial struggle and chaos they have experienced. “I just wish that some of the percentage of money that goes to cancer research can be diverted to families going through this because many people will never benefit from the research,” says Cyndie.



Derek kisses his mom at the Relay for Life benefit, as his 6-year-old sister, Brianna, stands by. Wanting to contribute something to the cause and to “give back,.” Cyndie recruited volunteers for the benefit. Before the race, Cyndie speaks to the crowd about her pride in her son’s bravery during his battle with cancer. (7/12/06)



Cyndie holds Derek on May 8. He is on medication that hinders his speech and keeps him awake at night. Except for a few minutes while hospice nurses are with him, Cyndie spends nearly every moment of the day at his side.."I was exhausted beyond belief but I had to do this. He would call my name and always expects me to be there," Cyndie said.



In an effort to get Derek outside, Cyndie wheels him through the front door passing by artwork and cards given to her son by classmates at Bridgeway Island Elementary School. “Just like a newborn, he needs to get out and get some air,” she says. It was his last trip outdoors.



Cyndie French fights her emotions May 10, as she prepares to flush out Derek's catheter with saline solution before hospice nurse Sue Kirkpatrick, left, administers a sedative that will give the 11-year-old a peaceful death. "I know in my heart I've done everything I can," Cyndie says.



Cyndie rocks her dying son as the song, "Because We Believe," plays on a cd. She sings along with Andrea Bocelli in a whispery voice. “Once in every life/There comes a time/We walk out all alone/And into the light…” From left, family friends Ashley Berger, Amy Morgan and Kelly Whysong offer comfort as Cyndie tells Derek, "It's OK, baby. I love you, little man. I love you, brave boy. I love you. I love you.“ Derek died soon after in his mother’s arms on May 10, 2006.



Cyndie leads Derek's casket to burial with assistance from her sons Anthony Moffe, foreground, Micah Moffe, opposite him, and Vincent Morris, who is not visible, as well as several friends. "I will forever carry your memory in my heart and remind others to give of their time, energy and support to other families like ours," Cyndie says at the funeral. Derek was buried in Mount Vernon Memorial Park in Fair Oaks, California, on May 19, 2006.


(*) LA FOTÓGRAFA



With over 20 years of experience in the media industry, Renée C. Byer is an award-winning photographer, designer and picture editor.

She has taken honors from the National Press Photographers Association, Society of News Design, Associated Press, and the Best of the West photo and design contest. She has twice been featured in Photo District News magazine for photo stories while working as a staff photographer at The Sacramento Bee. Most recently in the September 2006 Photojournalism issue for her yearlong story "A Mother's Journey."

Her series of photographs on biotechnology titled "Seeds of Doubt" won the Harry Chapin Media Award for World Hunger in Photojournalism in 2005. The series also won first place in the Best of Photojournalism contest sponsored by the National Press Photographers Association.

In 2005 she was awarded the McClatchy President's Award for her photographs in the "Women at War" series. This was the first time that a Sacramento Bee photojournalist was the sole recipient of the award.

Byer has been a staff photographer at The Sacramento Bee since 2003. Previously she worked at the Seattle Post-Intelligencer where her photography was a finalist for a Dart Award for excellence in reporting on victims of violence. Byer is a long-time newspaper photographer who has worked around the country at a number of top dailies.

She recently served on the faculty of the Mountain Workshop for photojournalism sponsored by Western Kentucky University.
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Jurado compuesto por:
-Kenneth Irby, visual journalism group leader and diversity program director, The Poynter
Institue, St. Petersburg, FL (Chair)
-Ronnie Agnew, executive editor, The Clarion-Ledger, Jackson, MS
-Hai Do, director of photography, The Philadelphia Inquirer
-Liza Gross, managing editor, presentation, The Miami Herald
-Karin Winner, editor, The San Diego Union-Tribune.

http://www.pulitzer.org/year/2007/feature-photography/works/

SEGUIMIENTO: HISTORIA DE DUL, UN PERRO ABANDONADO.

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HISTORIA DE DUL, UN PERRO ABANDONADO (1999)
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Dul, fue encontrada en abril de 1999 por un veterinario a un lado de la autopista que circunda Madrid (M-30), con una pata rota y múltiples contusiones, presuntamente producidas por malos tratos de su anterior dueño. Estimó que Dul no contaba ni con dos años de edad.

Este la curó y enyesó, entregándola temporalmente a Adela para su cuidado, hasta poder encontrar un lugar más adecuado para un galgo y que no fuera un piso en Madrid. Adela le llamó "Dul" (Dulcinea), por ser hembra y por aquello de que tanto los galgos, como "Dulcinea del Toboso" están íntimamente ligados a la Mancha y como recuerdo a Don Quijote que poseía "un rocín flaco y un galgo corredor".

En el tiempo que permaneció en Madrid, Dul tenía mucho miedo a las personas. Se escondía en el último rincón de la casa y jamás expresaba alegría por nada. Mientras que cualquier perro desea salir a la calle en todo momento, a Dul había que cogerla en brazos para sacarla de la casa. Y una vez fuera, huía de cualquier persona que se encontraba a su paso.

En aquel momento la conocí yo, y desde el principio sentí deseos de fotografiarla, motivado por la expresión de su mirada y la tristeza que me produjo el contraste del yeso en la pata de un galgo. Dos meses después y curada de sus lesiones, Adela contactó con Milagros, dueña de una pequeña casa en el campo, donde no existía ninguna otra vivienda habitada a excepción de una vaquería próxima.

Una vez instalada allí, conoció un perro llamado "Friqui" y una perra blanca llamada "Moa", pertenecientes a la vaquería. Tal vez los días que llegaron a continuación fueron los más felices de su vida. Tenía campo para correr y amigos con los que compartir sus salidas. No existían personas de las que asustarse. Un día llegó a traer una liebre a casa. Poco a poco, Dul fue ganando fuerzas y seguridad en sí misma.

Sin embargo, seguramente Dul jamás olvidó a las personas que cuando era un cachorro la trataron mal. Tanto es así, que acabo no diferenciando éstas con su última dueña, de tal manera que todos los síntomas de agradecimiento que tuvo al principio, los cambió por agresividad hacia las manos que le daban de comer.

Hace poco, escuché en la radio que los primeros seis meses de vida de un perro son fundamentales para la educación e identificación de su dueño. También me enteré que Dul no tuvo solución y finalmente hubo de ser sacrificada.

En el campo la echan de menos sus amigos "Friqui y Moa".


***Este reportaje ha sido realizado integramente en laboratorio tradicional de blanco y negro.Las fotos han sido tomadas con una cámara Nikon F90, película kodak tri-x 400 ISO y reveladas en papel baritado Ilford multigrado FB warmtone. Revelador de película Kodak D-76 y revelador de papel Agfa neutol WA (en tonos cálidos) Viradas al sulfuro con ligero tono sepia.

http://www.florenciosanchez.com/a/historiadedul.htm