the weather shot

Rain pours down on pedestrians walking around King's Square. Nov. 27, 2013 Photo: Kâté Braydon/Telegraph-Journal

Ahh.. the dreaded weather shot. When everyone else (for the most part) gets to sit in their cozy offices all day, photographers, vj's, reporters everywhere have to go outside and stand in the rain, the wind, the snow, and try to take pictures of the awful mess. It's something I would stress about, more so on the severely cold days, or during the many blizzards we experienced this past winter. When the police are advising people to stay off the roads, we are out there, trying to find the poor chap whose car is stuck in the street. Or freezing the f**k out of our fingers holding onto a metal camera in -30ºC to try and get a nice backlit cloud of steamy breath from someone walking by.

I swear, I've taken enough pictures of people shoveling that.. I don't even know how to end that sentence. What I'm trying to say is that it's too many. By the time February comes around, I'm so over it. The soaking wet gear, the car full of used tissues (used to dry off said gear) (also used to blow my runny nose), the cold feet. I've lost my shit many times. MANY TIMES. Somewhere, there is a city plow driver who saw me get out of my car, screaming while jumping up and down on the bumper, and kicking the wheels repeatedly because I was stuck in the street. He didn't come to my aid. He backed up his plow and went on to clear some other street. I don't blame him. I know how crazy I looked.

I'm mostly lamenting about winter, cause it's the WORST, but I have to say that the job RULES in the summertime. Oh, you need a weather shot today? Sweet, I'll just head over to the beach for a couple hours and see what I can find.

The sun finally came out just in time for the weekend in Saint John. Here, some people take advantage of it, and play some beach volleyball near the boardwalk uptown on Sunday. July 6, 2008 Photo: Kâté Braydon/Telegraph-Journal

Seven-year-old Nicolas Doucette, right, and his brother, JP Briggs, 3, play in the mud at the beach at the bottom of Sea Street on Monday morning. July 26, 2011 Photo: Kâté Braydon/Telegraph-Journal

Isaiah Smith, 10, Cedric Schofield, 9, and Ethan Walker, 10, jump off the pier at Renforth Wharf on Friday afternoon. July 20, 2012 Photo: Kâté Braydon/Telegraph-Journal

Charlotte Payne, 5, goes face down in a stream of water at the splash pad in Rainbow Park. She was there to cool down with her parents and twin sister, Emily, left. Aug. 31, 2011 Photo: Kâté Braydon/Telegraph-Journal

Craig Lang and Alison Rodger kicked off their shoes to wade around the flooded dock at Renforth Wharf on Tuesday afternoon. April 30, 2013 Photo: Kâté Braydon/Telegraph-Journal

A couple of girls fight against strong winds yesterday as they make their way across Carmarthan Street. April 18, 2006 Photo: Kâté Braydon/Telegraph-Journal

 Ok, this next photo wasn't technically a 'weather shot' but I had to include it, because it's pretty great.

Kim McCumber laughs as her husband, Eric's hat flies off in a gust of wind. They are members of the Kingston Peninsula Heritage Choir, and sang at the 225th Anniversary of Mount Hope Farm in Grand Bay-Westfield Sunday. June 10, 2012 Photo: Kâté Braydon/Telegraph-Journal

People fight with their umbrellas while walking around King's Square during a downpour on Friday. May 24, 2013 Photo: Kâté Braydon/Telegraph-Journal

A lady splashes through an alleyway uptown, armed with an umbrella during a downpour. Sept. 5, 2012 Photo: Kâté Braydon/Telegraph-Journal

People walk around in ponchos and armed with umbrellas uptown Wednesday during a downpour. Sept. 5, 2012 Photo: Kâté Braydon/Telegraph-Journal

Saint John received mostly warmer temperatures and rain on Wednesday. Dec. 3, 2014 Photo: Kâté Braydon/Telegraph-Journal

Arctic fog rolls over the harbour on Monday morning, which occurs when the air is a colder temperature then the water. Jan. 24, 2011 Photo: Kâté Braydon/Telegraph-Journal

Snow covered bushes and vines cover the castle on the corner of Sydney and Mecklenburg Streets. March 15, 2012 Photo: Kâté Braydon/Telegraph-Journal

A broken tree hangs over the road in Latimer Lake. Dec. 24, 2013 Photo: Kâté Braydon/Telegraph-Journal

A woman lifts a small child over a snow bank before jumping into a taxi uptown Monday. Saint John received another dumping of snow over the weekend. Feb. 18, 2013 Photo: Kâté Braydon/Telegraph-Journal

Jim Michaud shovels off the steps of the New Brunswick Museum on Douglas Avenue after a dumping of snow. Nov. 24, 2011 Photo: Kâté Braydon/Telegraph-Journal

Snow begins to fall Wednesday evening uptown. Nov. 26, 2014 Photo: Kâté Braydon/Telegraph-Journal

Sharing my bummer situations on Instagram helps lighten the mood. A bit.

Well, thanks for reading. I'm going to be blogging again on a regular basis. Though I'm not sure yet where I'll go with it, for now, I'll be writing about my past experiences on jobs in the field.

Ciao for now.

a look back

The Tinker known as 'Bear' at his small cabin in the woods in Southern New Brunswick. He was also known to many as the Blacksmith at Kings Landing near Fredericton, where he worked for many years. Bear passed away in 2014. This photo was taken in 2003, shot with TMAX 400 B&W film. It was part of a gallery show with the rest of the photography department at the Telegraph-Journal in 2008.  Photo: Kâté Braydon

It's hard to believe it's been three years since my last blog post. I know we all feel this way because we ask each other and ourselves this often, but, how does time go by so fast?

How is it that I've lived in Saint John for almost 10 years? It's cliché, but it really feels like it was just yesterday that I moved into an adorable, tiny apartment on Germain Street. I was feeling that wonderful sense of anticipation. A new city and a new job. A career, even! A career in my not-so-common, its-a-nice-hobby, field of study, in my home province.

I was excited to go to work every day. I remember that too. Sadly, I haven't felt that in a long time.

I gotta say, I really love my life in this city. I met my husband here, and I have the most thoughtful friends. I get to live next to the ocean. I can get anywhere in 15 minutes. There's always music on the weekends and festivals in the summer. I even like the fog. I've loved taking pictures of this city, and getting to know everyone in it.

All this to say, I'm feeling nostalgic. My job at the Telegraph-Journal was taken away from me one month ago. I worked there as a Photojournalist for just over nine years. It's been such a huge part of my identity for so long, that I'm struggling a bit.

I'm trying to decided what my next move will be. Should I go back to school? Freelance? Stay in Saint John, but look for a different career path? Or move on to a city where I can get work in the industry that I've dedicated half of my life to.

Unfortunately, this is a growing trend in the news business. Quality is being sacrificed everyday. The photography staff at many newspapers is being slashed, or eliminated all together, putting extra responsibility on reporters, who are already struggling to produce an extreme amount of copy. I understand that it's an enterprise that needs to make money, but the 'it's good enough' attitude is a slippery slope. Readers will lose respect.

I wanted to post this because I needed to remember that we used to have a lot of fun. I wanted that on the record. These are just a few pictures from a gallery show we called 'Pixels to Print: The Art of Photojournalism'. It opened at the Saint John Arts Centre in 2008. At that time, we had a nice, full photography staff of four. Now, there are none. Now, there are reporters who take pictures. And they'll do their best, and I'm sure they'll get some great stuff. Practice makes perfect, right? I wish them well.

A horse makes funny faces at five-year-old Lataya Hamilton (back) and four-year-old Jessica Wheaton, who sticks her tongue back out at him. They were at Rockwood Park visiting the stables with their babysitter. April 10, 2006.  Photo: Kâté Braydon/Telegraph-Journal

A group of workers rake cement around the foundation of the structure where a new Shoppers Drug Mart will be on Crown Street. April 26, 2006.  Kâté Braydon/Telegraph-Journal

Darin Sullivan raises his arms in the air and gets emotional as missionary evangelist, Peter McDonald says a prayer for him. McDonald was visiting from Ontario, and only planned to stay in Fredericton for a few weeks. But when more and more people were coming to see him for healing, he ended up staying for months.  Photo: Kâté Braydon/Daily Gleaner

A young girl and a man watch as flames engulf a building on the corner of Duke and Sydney Streets on Dec. 7, 2005. Three fatalities were reported, and many more were left homeless.  Photo: Kâté Braydon/Telegraph-Journal

Lindsey Reinhart wanted to give birth to her second child with the help of a midwife. Living in Nova Scotia at the time, this option wasn't available. Reinhart decided to move her family to Frederic ton, NB, where she could have Hannah delivered by a midwife. On the right is her eldest son, Ira, 2. April 11, 2007.  Photo: Kâté Braydon/Telegraph-Journal

World War II veteran Sam Bowland turned 93 on Remembrance Day in 2007. Known for his sharp memory, he tells a reporter stories of his time in the service, with much detail.  Photo: Kâté Braydon/Telegraph-Journal




"Photojournalists work in images to paint the portrait of our times. The talented photographers of the Telegraph-Journal capture the essence of life in New Brunswick by training their cameras on the sights that define us as a community. Their artistry is in the seeing as well as the creation of fine photography. Through their lenses, we are offered a daily slideshow of the beauty, bravery, and brutality of modern life."  
                                                              
                                                                                        - Kathryn McCarroll, (former) Director, Saint John Arts Centre (2008)

                                           Noel Chenier, Cindy Wilson, Peter Walsh and me. XO

Mickey Mouse

I recently got to take a tour of the Disney Magic cruise ship when it docked in Saint John's port for the first time. Here's a snap of me and the mouse on deck. And yes, we're holding hands. BEST FRIENDS.

When I was 5 years old, I had this little red plastic Mickey Mouse baseball bat. I was a tomboy, I guess, and played with it a lot. One evening, while my mom was cooking supper, I decided I wanted to play ball, but I couldn't find my bat. When I asked mom about it, she told me to go into the garage to ask my dad. So out I go. I swing open the door, and there is my red plastic Mickey Mouse baseball bat lodged in the rib cage of a dead deer, hanging from the rafters while my dad cut out it's guts.

Whatever. I'm still a fan of the famous mouse and I still like baseball. I did turn to vegetarianism later on in my life, but I can't blame it all on that episode.

As far as assignments go, it couldn't get much better. A two-hour tour of these beautiful rooms, a three-course lunch of arugula salad with goat cheese, butternut squash risotto and mango cheesecake, plus, I got to meet Mickey Mouse.

Here are some pics of the Disney Magic cruise ship that I got to take a tour of:

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UPDATE** I've been forced to take down the pictures of the ship. Telegraphjournal.com has a paywall and my employers do not want me giving away content for free. Hopefully we can work something out. Stay tuned to watch the drama unfold. Sigh.

Royalty

Prince Charles makes his way into a citizenship ceremony while in Saint John on Victoria Day, May 21, 2012. Photo: Kâté Braydon/Telegraph-Journal

Oi. Work and life have been a bit crazy these past couple of weeks with elections, home renos, and a Prince coming to town. So, I'm going to share a few of my faves from the royal visit.

Their Royal Highnesses, Charles, Prince of Wales, and Camilla, Duchess of Cornwall, came to Saint John on Victoria Day for the Queen's Diamond Jubilee. This was my first time, sort of, covering a royal visit. When I was in college, the Queen came to Fredericton and I shot her along with some friends from school, just for ourselves.

A lot of planning happens in the newsroom for an event like this. Tons of story ideas, delegating people to different locations, memorizing schedules, conference calls. You also have to plan your outfit and what you feel that you can carry with you all day, since you're going to be out ALL day. That morning, I made sure to wear a loose fitting shirt that was long enough to cover my butt when bending over and that wouldn't show cleavage. For real! These are seriously things I have to consider. I pretty much live in black jeggings because they are so comfortable and practical for my job. Also, solid and comfy shoes, because you're going to be walking and most likely running a lot. Sunblock, sunglasses, snacks. Water. Oh, and my camera.

Also, use the bathroom before you leave. You might not get another chance.

 
This was semi-frustrating and hard work. I arrived about an hour and a half early to get a good spot. Risers were placed in locations where planned photo ops would be happening for the media. They weren't very big but they did help. The royals have a huge entourage. Dozens of Brit photogs, police and other security around them at all times. To get a clear shot is supremely difficult. The British photographers that follow him around the world get the best access. So at one point, I ended up stepping off the riser and joined the public on the sidewalk. This worked well. The Prince walked right by me and I got some pretty good close-ups.

My colleague, Cindy Wilson, and I, were tag-teaming the event, covering different locations. At this point though, we ended up in the same spot, and she grabbed this pic of me while I was getting the shot above:

Photo: Cindy Wilson

It's funny... it felt like such a long day, but really, I was only shooting for about 4 hours. I guess it was all of the waiting. The anticipation is draining.

Thanks for reading! Ciao.

gi joe

Four Chinook aircraft from the US Army landed at the Saint John Airport on Monday, May 7, 2012, along with four Blackhawk helicopters, to go through customs before making their way to CFB Gagetown for training.  Photo: Kâté Braydon/Telegraph-Journal

Well, I'm back from the AJA's with a Silver Award, which is a nice way to say that I didn't win, but it's cool. I had a great time, and at the risk of sounding like a cliché, it really is an honour just to be nominated. So, ya.

This week, I got to hang out on the roof of the Saint John Airport for a few hours and shoot these enormous Chinook helicopters that came in from the States. THEY WERE SO LOUD. This assignment did not excite me in the least at first, but then, when I saw them coming up over the horizon, I actually got really excited. They're really amazing machines, and to see and hear four of them flying over our heads was kind of freaky! Just not something you get to see everyday, I guess.

Four Blackhawk helicopters landed as well. They weren't as cool.

Outtakes:

CBC and CTV getting some shots from the roof.

Really glad it was a gorgeous day.

I'm a dork.

But thanks for reading! I hope you keep coming back for more. I'm having a lot of fun with this blog. This 'Outtakes' thing is something new I might try. I talk a bit about 'behind the scenes', so I thought I could show you some of it as well, once in a while. So what do you think so far? Is there anything else you'd like to see? Lemme know!

Ciao for now!

the competition

The Butterflies get ready to go on the ice at the Quispamsis Figure Skating Club's year-end ice show at the Quispamsis Memorial Arena in this photo from March, 2011. Photo: Kâté Braydon/Telegraph-Journal

Well hello. It's a big weekend coming up in the east coast news world. The Atlantic Journalism Awards are happening in Fredericton, NB this Saturday, May 5. It's a really fun weekend of eating, drinking and sharing crazy stories with fellow reporters and photographers from print, radio and TV.

This year, I am nominated for Best Photojournalism Feature for this picture I grabbed of some little figure skaters. It's funny - I would never have considered entering this picture. My colleague, Noel Chenier, suggested it, and I'm glad he did!

This was for a youth sports assignment. Every Friday, the sports section runs a full page of pictures of kids playing sports. Most of the time it's pretty standard. Straight-up shots of a kid in action. So this picture was a little out of the norm. Thankfully, the editor ran the shot, or else it would not have met the qualifications for the awards. It's funny how things work out. Youth sports assignments are definitely not my favourite thing to do. I pretty much cringe when I see them on my sked.

It's weird because I wouldn't consider it to be my best work. I mean, it's colourful, and has certain design elements like strong pattern and anomaly with the one girl looking off to the right...but really...why did the judges think this worthy of a nomination? Slim pickings this year perhaps? To compare, I entered this next picture last year, and nothing.

Hazel Kartoe Barclay, centre, and her daughter, Nelly, left, originally from Liberia, were two of the 62 people who received their Canadian citizenship on Wednesday, October 20, 2010. Photo: Kâté Braydon/Telegraph-Journal

See what I mean? Beautiful subject, perfect light, compelling story. This woman lived in a refugee camp for 10 years before immigrating to Canada! The second I spotted her I knew she was the shot I wanted to get. The building that the citizenship ceremony was held in had skylights, and there was some really strong light coming in through them. I stayed for the whole ceremony, 2 hours, until the light finally landed on Hazel. Man, I was so excited about this picture. It ran on the front page of the paper.

I have been told that judges normally favour feature pictures that were a captured moment, meaning something that was not set up. The above two meet that criteria. The next picture is a feature that I won an AJA for in 2008...very staged, but in a very creative way...

Ron Turcotte sits in his home near Grand Falls. In the foreground is a statue of him on Secretariat, the fastest horse in the world. May 21, 2008. Photo: Kâté Braydon/Telegraph-Journal

Ron Turcotte is a famous jockey who won the Triple Crown with Secretariat over 30 years ago now. There was a Disney movie made about it recently starring Diane Lane and John Malkovich! I LOVE John Malkovich. Who doesn't right? Anyway, I didn't see the movie. But I did get to spend an entire day with Ron at his beautiful home in Grand Falls, NB. He lives on a huge mass of land...rolling hills and green fields, and he still owns horses.

Some years later after winning the Triple Crown, Ron was thrown from a different horse and fractured his spine, leaving him paralyzed from the waist down.

It's not often that I get to spend a whole day with one subject. It's not ever, actually. And it was worth it. Getting to know Ron helped me get this picture. It took a while for him to warm up to me. He's very quiet and reserved. But by the end of the day we were friends.

**Fun Fact - Winston Hurry, the heart surgery patient from my last post, told the reporter and I a story about his first heart surgery 10 years ago. He said he didn't get any sleep the night before the surgery because he was sharing a room with this guy who ended up telling Winston his life story. They talked all night. It was Ron!

Well, thanks for reading! Ciao.

heart surgery

A team of doctors and nurses take part in an emerging new heart surgery known as trans-catheter aortic valve implantation (TAVI), at the Saint John Regional Hospital on March 23, 2012. Photo: Kâté Braydon/Telegraph-Journal

Hey there! The pictures you are about to see are from a heart surgery I photographed at the end of March. There is a bit of blood, but nothing extreme. Just wanted to put that out there first in case you're the queasy type....

So this was definitely one of my favourite assignments to date. I am not the queasy type, and get really excited about surgery footage and pictures. A few years back, I had the privilege of shooting an open-heart surgery, which was also amazing. This surgery is fairly new. It's actually still considered 'experimental' by Health Canada. It's known as trans-catheter aortic valve implantation, or TAVI, and it involves inserting a collapsible valve on a catheter and then guiding it through an artery in the leg and up to the heart. This is a picture of the valve...it's made out of bovine tissue!

The patient's name was Winston Churchill Hurry. Seriously, that was really his name. Awesome. His problem was that his own aortic valve had a large build up of calcium, a blockage, which meant his heart was having a hard time pumping blood through it to the rest of his body. So this valve is actually inserted into his own calcified valve, and it just takes over. Crazy.

This is the small incision in Winston's leg where the catheter holding the valve is inserted.

And there he is! Winston just 3 days after the surgery, feeling great and going home.

What an inspiration to see these doctors in action. The energy in the room was electric and exciting. Everyone in the room went out of their way to make sure that the reporter and I understood exactly what was happening. I had free reign to walk around the room to get every angle possible. And I took full advantage. I shot about 1500 frames in approximately 3 hours, the entire length of the surgery. In the end I managed to edit down to around 60 pictures.

The reporter and I had to change into full scrubs, including booties, a mask and a cap. We also had to wear robes made of lead because of the x-ray equipment in the room. It weighed 30 pounds! That, combined with holding my camera gear, which weighs around 20 pounds, and having to be on my feet for 3 hours, was challenging. But once the surgery was underway, I was so consumed by all of the visuals that I didn't even notice the extra weight.

This story was published in the Telegraph-Journal this past weekend, April 21. To read the story and see more photos, check out www.telegraphjournal.com. I have to warn you though, the website is now behind a paywall, so if you're not a subscriber, you won't be able to log in.

Also, check out www.foundationhealthcarepartnership.ca/sjrhf/ to donate to The Give campaign. This year the Saint John Regional Hospital Foundation is raising money for the heart centre. They need our support!

Thanks for reading!