Category: Visual Journalism

Wildflower

by Boudica Gast   Wildflower – there are wild things around you a tangle of thistles and a web of thorns now you can’t go outside, like the gloom-monger warns well, what do you know? now you can’t get your space to grow between the growing gloom of the claws and the fangs of the…

Quartered

Boudica Gast One two three four. Off you peel some more – strips and stripped, and I’m stretched naked across your scorching Framework spears splinters into my flesh. Below A bellyless pit, boundlessly slender, and I can’t stand! – to see you To smell and summon and receive your charade. One two three four. Flaky,…

The Floods of 1953

By Boudica Gast On the 1st of February, Zeeland remembered the Watersnoodramp (‘flood disaster’) of 1953, which reduced many villages to nothing and killed more than 1800 people. Sadly, I noticed that not much attention was given to this tragedy at UCR. I think it’s important that we understand how devastating these floods were to…

On Autumn

by Boudica Gast Autumn has recently arrived, and it’s heralding its own advent with deteriorating weather, balding trees, and shorter days. Some people welcome the change, others would rather immigrate to an island in the Caribbean (I’m 100% Team Tropics). Inevitable as it is, the third season of the year has always been a vague…

On London’s Graffiti

By Boudica Gast This summer I travelled to London. I took my camera with me with the intent of attempting some urban photography. As I explored through the city looking for unusual ways to depict a place that has been photographed countless times before, I noticed the hundreds of beautiful graffiti paintings, and was intrigued….

Nacht van de Nacht 2018

by Liam McClain I grew up in a neighbourhood that, like many other neighbourhoods in America, took Halloween very seriously. With the candy and the dressing up, Halloween quickly became my favourite holiday. I still remember my disappointment when I learned that Halloween wasn’t celebrated in The Netherlands (aside from the occasional black cat or…

The Story Behind the Visuals

  By Liam McClain Before I got my motorcycle licence, I bowed my head and solemnly swore to my mother that I would never drive while drunk or extremely emotional. Cut to week seven of my first semester at UCR, tearing through the empty roads leading out of Middelburg at 2 in the morning with…

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