Tag: The Herald

  • 7 Day Art Challenge Day 2: South Carolina Press Association: Best of the Best

    My friend Tamara Lavalla tagged me in a 7-day art challenge. Day 1 was about my time spent in the darkroom at Winthrop. Not sure if this challenge is supposed to be chronological or not, but my time at The Herald feels like a logical next step to talk about here. I sent my resume…

  • 7 Day Art Challenge Day 1: Winthrop University photography class

    My friend and art idol Tamara Lavalla tagged me recently in a 7-day art challenge. I’ve been a graphic designer/layout editor for the better part of 16 years and I still sit up a little straighter and smile when someone calls me an artist. And when someone as talented as Tamara tags me in an…

  • Drugs, sex, politics and laughter – all in a day’s work

    Ray and Jennifer had their first date on Thursday. On Friday afternoon, they happened to both be checking their mail slots at work at the same time. The mail boxes were located behind Barbara’s desk. Jennifer grabbed her mail, walked away, and after she left, Barbara  turned to Ray and said, “So, how long have you two…

  • We loved each other. We annoyed each other. We held each other up. We made each other better.

    The day after Bin Laden was killed, I was reminiscing about life when I was a newspaper designer. Since then, I’ve been reminiscing hard core about those days. The reason it’s on my mind is because a few former colleagues are planning a reunion, and I’m designing a digital commemorative newspaper for the event. So…

  • We loved each other. We annoyed each other. We held each other up. We made each other better.

    The day after Bin Laden was killed, I was reminiscing about life when I was a newspaper designer. Since then, I’ve been reminiscing hard core about those days. The reason it’s on my mind is because a few former colleagues are planning a reunion, and I’m designing a digital commemorative newspaper for the event. So…

  • Recording the news, becoming part of history

    I’ve struggled with what to write today. I’m on my first day back from a weekend in Key West and I’m busy, busy catching up with work and I couldn’t wait to blog about my recent trips. But we don’t always get to choose when news is going to happen. It doesn’t matter if I don’t have time…

  • Recording the news, becoming part of history

    I’ve struggled with what to write today. I’m on my first day back from a weekend in Key West and I’m busy, busy catching up with work and I couldn’t wait to blog about my recent trips. But we don’t always get to choose when news is going to happen. It doesn’t matter if I don’t have time…

  • Sniper cars and bomber shacks and photographs that will make you cry

    Ok, so I showed you the bathrooms of this place already. But that’s nowhere near the coolest part. I’m not a huge museum person. Well, I am and I’m not. I always enjoy going but I typically like to just visit certain exhibits that call my name. I don’t need to look at everything. This…

  • Sniper cars and bomber shacks and photographs that will make you cry

    Ok, so I showed you the bathrooms of this place already. But that’s nowhere near the coolest part. I’m not a huge museum person. Well, I am and I’m not. I always enjoy going but I typically like to just visit certain exhibits that call my name. I don’t need to look at everything. This…

  • This will forever haunt me

    My post last week reminded me of this incident that happened 4 years ago. There is a reason I can hardly bear to look at this photo: I wrote the text below in February of 2006, and a version of it was published in the newspaper that I worked for at the time. Four years later, and I still can’t…

  • This will forever haunt me

    My post last week reminded me of this incident that happened 4 years ago. There is a reason I can hardly bear to look at this photo: I wrote the text below in February of 2006, and a version of it was published in the newspaper that I worked for at the time. Four years later, and I still can’t…

  • What I’ve been doing (since I’ve not been blogging)

    I wondered why I spent the first part of the week sleeping (and not blogging) but when I look back on my weekend I really should not wonder at all. I’m not 21 anymore, after all … Thursday night/Friday morning Chris came to town on Thursday evening and he and Jeff and I went for a late dinner…

  • Seeing your byline not always a good thing

    Amy suggested we write about the first time we got published, a topic which should have been easy for me but instead I started getting muddled in the details: First time I got what published? – A book? Dictated from me to Mom, who wrote it down on construction paper and tied it together with string, 1983.…

  • Seeing your byline not always a good thing

    Amy suggested we write about the first time we got published, a topic which should have been easy for me but instead I started getting muddled in the details: First time I got what published? – A book? Dictated from me to Mom, who wrote it down on construction paper and tied it together with string, 1983.…