tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-52419536320415902652024-03-05T19:12:54.778+01:00- De battre le pavé, mon coeur s'est arrêté -<b>"Ma muze est presque au désespoir, car certainement hier soir, au lieu de songer à la rime, je jouais si tard à la prime; que je dors encore debout, et je ne sais par quel bout je dois commencer ma copie..." Jean Loret.</b>Hélènehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00306341950216724973noreply@blogger.comBlogger183125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241953632041590265.post-24306350816811888822011-03-06T20:39:00.001+01:002011-03-06T20:41:58.081+01:00Positive BrothersFor my photojournalism class, I had to shoot a process and create an audio slideshow. I always tend to go for the complicated stuff even when the teachers tells us to take it easy, which was the case for that assignement.<br />
On Wednesday I was in Times Square, on my way to take the Roosevelt Island tram and shoot the journey. As I was walking on 42nd/7th avenue, I heard music and laughter. I stopped to watch four street performers called <a href="http://thepositivebrothers.com/">"The Positive Brothers"</a> do acrobatics and make people laugh (they were really funny), all of these while wearing spandex costumes and dancing on Sugarhill Gang's <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b6gD_CwF5YM">"Rapper's Delight"</a> (the video is ridiculous). I forgot my plans to go to Roosevelt Island, I followed these guys around for about an hour. Here is my audio slideshow: <br />
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<iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/20665955" width="601" height="338" frameborder="0"></iframe><p><a href="http://vimeo.com/20665955">Viewers' Delight</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/hfranchineau">Hélène Franchineau</a> on <a href="http://vimeo.com">Vimeo</a>.</p>Hélènehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00306341950216724973noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241953632041590265.post-82284534174058423532011-03-01T15:46:00.005+01:002011-03-06T20:27:30.226+01:00Freegans in New York<object height="500" width="667"> <param name="flashvars" value="offsite=true&lang=en-us&page_show_url=%2Fphotos%2Ftasteofparis%2Fsets%2F72157626084414855%2Fshow%2F&page_show_back_url=%2Fphotos%2Ftasteofparis%2Fsets%2F72157626084414855%2F&set_id=72157626084414855&jump_to="></param><param name="movie" value="http://www.flickr.com/apps/slideshow/show.swf?v=71649"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.flickr.com/apps/slideshow/show.swf?v=71649" allowFullScreen="true" flashvars="offsite=true&lang=en-us&page_show_url=%2Fphotos%2Ftasteofparis%2Fsets%2F72157626084414855%2Fshow%2F&page_show_back_url=%2Fphotos%2Ftasteofparis%2Fsets%2F72157626084414855%2F&set_id=72157626084414855&jump_to=" width="667" height="500"></embed></object><br />
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It is certainly not the most imaginative idea I ever had for a photo assignment, but I had very little time to make this happen so I chose a safe bet: freegans. I had attended several times last August and September various freegan dinners, I like what they are <a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2010/06/06/magazine/06Squatters-t.html?pagewanted=all">trying to do</a>, so I chose to follow a group on a "trash tour" last week.<br />
I was surprised to see how diverse the crowd was. We were about 20: from the PhD student to the young mother to the 50- something hippy teacher to the Chinese girl who walks everywhere...<br />
Some people didn't want to be photographed. I am always kind of pissed off when that happens. I tell them I am a student and that the pictures won't be published, but they don't care, they just don't want to. It would be okay had they expressed genuine concern for their job (what if somebody at work sees in the paper that a colleague goes dumpster-diving at night). But they are not going to be published! Oh well...I suspect some people do that just for fun and piss me off :-)<br />
Then the following night was the "feast": a 3-hour cooking process, at one of the volunteer's apartment, using all the food that was picked up the night before. Everybody comes at 5 or 6pm and helps decide what recipe to do, peel the vegetables and cook the different dishes. We got to eat vegetable soup, chili, baked aubergines, a giant salade, freshly-squeezed fruit juice, fruit salad, and bread...It was really good.<br />
Pretty much the same crowd showed up as the day before, including the young mother with her boyfriend. They brought their adorable little girl. And while the mother was busy eating and chatting, the father was shamelessly flirting with me. Ah!Hélènehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00306341950216724973noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241953632041590265.post-51161167399867218162011-02-03T00:31:00.002+01:002011-02-03T05:40:44.174+01:00Environmental portraitI met Grace and Sabrina last Sunday afternoon. I have searched a random event to shoot, to practise my photo skills, and I have stumbled upon this "cake pageant," happening in Chelsea. To raise funds for a art program for school girls in Queens, a small theather was organizing a cake competition. 15 contestants had registered, and 3 judges (including a journalist from NY1) had been summoned to taste the delicacies. Delicacies? Yes, but some of them looked a bit over-the-top and tasted nothing but sugar and cream.<br />
I met Guadalupe, the youngest of the contestants (16 y/o), who had baked cupcakes and wanted to become a chef.<br />
I met Grace and Sabrina too: they are setting up their venture called "Brown Butter Brooklyn," and they plan to sell cookies, cakes but also savory dishes to markets and parties. Grace's blood orange and ricotta cake won the competition. I went to Sabrina's house in Brooklyn last night to shoot them again. My assignment for the DM photo class this week was to shoot an "environmental portrait." I thought that it was overall a difficult exercise on several levels:<br />
- you have to adapt in a completely environment, one that maybe is not ideal to set up a shoot (light, furniture etc);<br />
- you have to create a relationship with your subject and be comfortable enough yourself to tell the person to move around, stand here and there, get closer, etc, but also make your subject forget that you are here;<br />
- there is a time constraint: I felt that I could not ask them to put their lives on hold for 3 hours, although I would have needed that time to get a satisfying result. I stayed about 1h15mn, until 7.30pm. Sabrina's kid was hungry, it was time to go.<br />
Below, what I'm going to submit to class tomorrow:<br />
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Voici les premières photos que j'ai prises pour mon cours de DM photo:<br />
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<a href="http://vimeo.com/18830086">Are you missing something? No Pants Day 2011</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/hfranchineau">Hélène Franchineau</a> on <a href="http://vimeo.com/">Vimeo</a>.Hélènehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00306341950216724973noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241953632041590265.post-41888977797525364402010-12-02T06:11:00.000+01:002010-12-02T06:11:23.183+01:00Lord of the Miracles, El Señor de Los Milagros<iframe frameborder="0" height="400" src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/16489536" width="711"></iframe><br />
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Here is one of the audio slideshows I produced for my RW1 class, it is also published on our website: <a href="http://thenewyorkworld.com/2010/12/02/lord-of-the-miracles-from-new-york-to-peru/">"The New York World."</a>Hélènehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00306341950216724973noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241953632041590265.post-49144710222770490342010-11-22T01:15:00.004+01:002010-11-22T01:18:38.643+01:00F.O.O.D. Emporium<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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The Journalism school published one of my pictures on the home page.<br />
Next time I'll ask for another lens at the equipment room, because the default one is just too short: it's impossible to do a close-up unless I'm right under my subject's face! <br />
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<div class="kwout" style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.journalism.columbia.edu/cs/ContentServer/jrn/1175374687392/JRN_Image_C/1212612977852/RenderPhoto.htm"><img alt="http://www.journalism.columbia.edu/cs/ContentServer/jrn/1175374687392/JRN_Image_C/1212612977852/RenderPhoto.htm" height="489" src="http://kwout.com/cutout/c/ny/7s/2uk_sha.jpg" style="border: medium none;" title="- The Journalism School Columbia University" width="479" /></a><br />
<div style="margin-top: 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.journalism.columbia.edu/cs/ContentServer/jrn/1175374687392/JRN_Image_C/1212612977852/RenderPhoto.htm">- The Journalism School Columbia University</a> via <a href="http://kwout.com/quote/cny7s2uk">kwout</a></div></div>Hélènehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00306341950216724973noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241953632041590265.post-10651607832834933892010-11-08T05:57:00.002+01:002010-11-08T05:59:38.684+01:00Manger!L'équipe du Pavillon Rhône-Alpes de l'exposition universelle de Shanghai (qui a fermé ses portes le 31 octobre) avait tout bon: un pavillon informatif et bien pensé, un<a href="http://actu.orange.fr/expo-shanghai-2010/billet/pain-fruits-et-raviolis-de-la-difficulte-de-tenir-un-restaurant-francais-a-l-exposition-universelle.html"> super resto de l'Institut Paul Bocuse</a>, et apparemment une équipe de photographes et monteurs qui savent bien manier leurs outils. Comme en témoigne l'épisode 5 de "Shanghai en mouvement", une série de courtes vidéos documentant la vie quotidienne de la mégapole:<br />
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<object width="400" height="225"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /><param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=16413099&server=vimeo.com&show_title=0&show_byline=0&show_portrait=0&color=44dfC6&fullscreen=1&autoplay=0&loop=0" /><embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=16413099&server=vimeo.com&show_title=0&show_byline=0&show_portrait=0&color=44dfC6&fullscreen=1&autoplay=0&loop=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"></embed></object><p><a href="http://vimeo.com/16413099">Shanghai in Motion - Episode 5</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/user3685400">fredshanghai</a> on <a href="http://vimeo.com">Vimeo</a>.</p>Hélènehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00306341950216724973noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241953632041590265.post-89105384934546474512010-11-08T05:38:00.000+01:002010-11-08T05:38:30.539+01:00Hey, what's up?Oh, how deeply I relate to this quote...<br />
"Once in Vermont, Mr. Yuan worried when people smiled and asked “What’s up?” “It was really awkward,” he says, “because I wouldn’t know how to respond and while I was thinking of an answer they would just walk away.”<br />
(From: <a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2010/11/07/education/07china-t.html?pagewanted=5&_r=1&ref=homepage&src=me">"The China Education Boom on U.S. Campuses"</a>, <i>The New York Times</i>, November, 5, 2010).<br />
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A bit like the story of my life here. Hélènehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00306341950216724973noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241953632041590265.post-7756849819646503432010-11-08T04:26:00.000+01:002010-11-08T04:26:19.729+01:00Courir après le temps<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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</tbody></table>Aujourd'hui fut une journée marathon dans tous les sens du terme.<br />
The ING New York City marathon was this morning. I'm writing an article on the economic impact of the NYC marathon on the city itself for the <a href="http://thenewyorkworld.com/">class website</a>, so I had to attend anyway. On top of that, in my Digital Media Newsroom class my partner and I pitched a story for a 1 to 2mn-video: we follow around a father and his son from France before, during and after the marathon.<br />
I got up at 3.45 am this morning to catch the subway and be on time to shoot them leaving the hotel Intercontinental near Times Square at 5.15 am. We stayed around the race the whole time, shooting and cheering at the elite runners (In a stunning development, <a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2010/11/08/sports/08haile.html?_r=1&src=twt&twt=nytimes">Gebrselassie abandonned</a> and is retiring! <a href="http://www.ingnycmarathon.org/Results.htm">See results</a>) and then recorded our last bit, when the son met the father after the race, then went home.<br />
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I was so sad not to be able to run the marathon this year. I had such a wonderful experience <a href="http://battrelepave.blogspot.com/2009/11/to-hell-and-back-le-marathon-de-new.html">last year</a>, but I rightfully decided not to apply this year because I knew that with the J-School, there was no way I could have trained seriously. When will my next marathon be?Hélènehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00306341950216724973noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241953632041590265.post-30881369753710088552010-10-18T03:31:00.000+02:002010-10-18T03:31:34.989+02:00Le lien du dimanche soir“You cannot make your political system very appealing to global public opinion when you have a Nobel Peace Prize winner in prison and his wife under house arrest.”<br />
Nicholas Bequelin, Hong-Kong based researcher for Human Rights Watch, about China's soft power being undermined by Liu Xiaobo's Nobel Peace Prize, in "Changes seens as unlikely as China's ruling elite gather," October 14th,<a href="http://nyti.ms/aDwjXu"><i> the New York Times. </i></a>Hélènehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00306341950216724973noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241953632041590265.post-63047989067651735552010-10-15T06:07:00.000+02:002010-10-15T06:07:21.579+02:00Nobel<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">- 你知道刘晓波上个星期得了诺贝尔和平奖吗?</div>- 我不知道你说的这件事情<br />
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- Did you hear that Liu Xiaobo received the Nobel Peace Prize last week?<br />
- I don't know what you are talking about...<br />
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My friend is Chinese, he lives in Shanghai, so I am not that surprised. But still...Hélènehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00306341950216724973noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241953632041590265.post-77256428927820679482010-10-15T04:17:00.000+02:002010-10-15T04:17:26.827+02:00The New York World<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn9XveCn0hIMwTrX1SsG0n1Snx7zP_uk8hu6xdwcJCwfeSiU7rcrRxdsVEGa8xTpn2-ju_aus_8USdgkkFs2-cbScQsEoZSTrdqLcPz6YS8Me44gS8XqyZMgWD5itvig_eLkKNEqBo1BI/s1600/helenefranchineau1103.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn9XveCn0hIMwTrX1SsG0n1Snx7zP_uk8hu6xdwcJCwfeSiU7rcrRxdsVEGa8xTpn2-ju_aus_8USdgkkFs2-cbScQsEoZSTrdqLcPz6YS8Me44gS8XqyZMgWD5itvig_eLkKNEqBo1BI/s640/helenefranchineau1103.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><!--StartFragment--> <br />
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</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US">On September, 25, I attended the <a href="http://www.twinmarquis.com/dumplingfestival/">NYC Dumpling festival</a>, in Chinatown. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US">The key moment was the eating contest: how many dumplings can you shovel down your mouth in 2 minutes?</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US">Turns out, 55 if you are a man called Joe Menchetti. He has won the contest for several years. And 38 if you are a tiny Hong-Konger called Floria Lee. I covered the event for my digital media newsroom class, and this is my favorite picture. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US">I also chose it for another reason: right now I feel a little bit like the girl in the picture. My life is so full, but I still want to grab every little crumb the Journalism school is willing to let me take. I love what I am doing, I would not be anywhere else in the world. But sometimes I remember the lecture Sig Gissler, the administrator of the Pulitzer Prizes and my digital media newsroom professor, gave us in August: "joyful entitlement". Yes, that's the right word. Now Hélène get back to work, pick up that phone and talk to your sources!</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US">I wonder where I'd be had I not accepted to go to Columbia (answer: most probably in China).</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US">Now that the semester is in full swing, our RW1 class finally set up <a href="http://thenewyorkworld.com/">a blog</a>, reflecting the theme of the class ("New York, the international city"), where we will post our stories. Its (modest) name is "The New York World". "The New York World" was also a newspaper owned by Joseph Pulitzer, the founder of the school, from 1883 to 1911. Oh hasard, comme tu fais bien les choses.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US">But don't forget to <a href="http://thenewyorkworld.com/">check it out</a> regularly, as we will update it every day.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US">Sorry for the lack of real logic and construction in this post, but after all it may be the last place where I am not forced to write a lede + nutgraf...</span></div><!--EndFragment-->Hélènehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00306341950216724973noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241953632041590265.post-67805244741776560272010-10-06T00:32:00.000+02:002010-10-06T00:32:32.537+02:00"Covering crisis" with Tom Kent from AP<iframe allowtransparency="true" frameborder="0" height="550px" scrolling="no" src="http://www.coveritlive.com/index2.php/option=com_altcaster/task=viewaltcast/altcast_code=0b6e7f797c/height=550/width=470" width="470px">&lt;p&gt;&amp;amp;lt;a href="http://www.coveritlive.com/mobile.php/option=com_mobile/task=viewaltcast/altcast_code=0b6e7f797c" &amp;amp;gt;Covering Crisis w/ Tom Kent, AP&amp;amp;lt;/a&amp;amp;gt;&lt;/p&gt;</iframe>Hélènehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00306341950216724973noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241953632041590265.post-41657202721448990092010-09-28T05:57:00.000+02:002010-09-28T05:57:06.552+02:00One Mid-Autumn festival afternoon<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyHtV9uDXc92JdduuXQP6r-KNSLMTYdDTuB7J5J49llN-GnUDDJI3QX1d_jgUyMOnfvsJuEvoWh2KamDEjgR9wiJXyotNII03MDJg_rD4sj-ugEd7fxQCG2SC0gZ-ERdhNI-PGFPyicVk/s1600/franchineau_assignment2_lines1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyHtV9uDXc92JdduuXQP6r-KNSLMTYdDTuB7J5J49llN-GnUDDJI3QX1d_jgUyMOnfvsJuEvoWh2KamDEjgR9wiJXyotNII03MDJg_rD4sj-ugEd7fxQCG2SC0gZ-ERdhNI-PGFPyicVk/s640/franchineau_assignment2_lines1.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br />
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Here is a little summary of my day: <br />
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When I was in Bryant Park, I saw a group of three Asian hipsters. On the left part, a guy and a girl were taking pictures of themselves kissing while the third one, a girl with her hair dyed in blonde, was busy talking on the phone. They all had skinny jeans and hip sunglasses, except for the blondie.<br />
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I was still taking pictures when the guy in the middle leaned over to his friend on the right, mimicked a kiss and held his arm in the air, in a perilous balance, to take a picture with his Iphone. But he lost his balance and almost fell from his chair. They all laughed and suddenly, the blonde girl saw me and said in English: "Hey! I did not pay you to take my picture!" Then I replied "It's just for fun..."<br />
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I thought I might as well engage the conversation and start asking a question right away while still taking pictures, a way to entertain them and keep their mind away from the fact that I was snapping non-stop. "Where are you from?", I asked. "China!" replied the blonde girl with a big smile.<br />
My luck. We pursued the conversation in Chinese. The guy instantly turned around when he heard me speak. They are from Shanghai and are studying at St Francis, a private college in Brooklyn. <br />
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Then I left the park and ended up in front of the New York Times building.Hélènehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00306341950216724973noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241953632041590265.post-24137324252607687232010-09-09T06:02:00.003+02:002010-09-09T06:11:00.359+02:00The time keeperVoici mon 1er audio slideshow réalisé à New York.<br />
Résultat plus que modeste... (Ceux réalisés à Shanghai sont visibles sur ma page <a href="http://vimeo.com/hfranchineau/videos">Viméo</a>):<br />
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<a href="http://vimeo.com/14744116">The last 15 minutes</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/hfranchineau">Hélène Franchineau</a> on <a href="http://vimeo.com/">Vimeo</a>.<br />
Every morning, Johnny Votta Jr. takes care of the NYU students around Washington Square Park. He makes sure no one gets run over by a cab and yells the time remaining before class. His morning hobby has earned him some sort of celebrity status.Hélènehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00306341950216724973noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241953632041590265.post-81576459758674355882010-09-02T05:21:00.001+02:002010-09-02T05:22:12.390+02:00Yankee vs. Red Sox<i>Love it! We are in a very competitive school, which fosters creativity and excellence, so when the Dean of Academic Affairs, Bill Grueskin, does not know what to do with a spare ticket to a baseball game... He organizes a twitter/haiku competition for the students.</i><br />
<div><i></i><i>Read below the email we all received in the evening: </i><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">I have two extra tickets for J School students for the Yankee-Red Sox game scheduled at 4 pm on Saturday, Sept. 25. And rather than have a boring raffle to give them out, we decided to have a contest.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">To embrace old and new media, we will give one ticket to the student who authors the best tweet about the Yankee-Red Sox rivalry, and one ticket to the student who can do the best haiku about the rivalry. The winning entries will be original, passionate and historically accurate.<br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">To enter, send your Tweet to (XXX) and/or your Haiku to (XXX). Only current J School students (part- or full-time, MS, MA or PhD) can enter. Deadline is 10 am on Monday, Sept. 13.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">You can enter each contest only once (thus, each student can send in one Haiku and/or one Tweet.) </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">Each contest will have one winner and two runners-up. If a winner can’t go, the ticket goes to the next runner-up in that category.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">So now, wait...who are the Red Sox?</div></div></div>Hélènehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00306341950216724973noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241953632041590265.post-7107048251378875152010-08-30T01:54:00.000+02:002010-08-30T01:54:28.919+02:00Outdoor market, Broadway & 114th<embed flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&hl=en_GB&feat=flashalbum&RGB=0x000000&feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fhfranchineau%2Falbumid%2F5510982099394902209%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26authkey%3DGv1sRgCNPd8L7k9aa9BQ%26hl%3Den_GB" height="533" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="800"></embed>Hélènehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00306341950216724973noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241953632041590265.post-39363794293764480662010-08-29T14:18:00.002+02:002010-08-29T14:19:11.175+02:00Boot camp<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgL3ryz3u379AdYmaP62Bd6tbTVpCqVY-FSMYv2WL_oVun0EwMSx7qqM_ba02z0MRhcHfU8yCkpAGk-_c5uX7qSpDwOLSOREAhHdRnYSWb8woggXMDpUWa2xPhKUvwDyfmz5jkvUIqpfmI/s1600/P1120064.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgL3ryz3u379AdYmaP62Bd6tbTVpCqVY-FSMYv2WL_oVun0EwMSx7qqM_ba02z0MRhcHfU8yCkpAGk-_c5uX7qSpDwOLSOREAhHdRnYSWb8woggXMDpUWa2xPhKUvwDyfmz5jkvUIqpfmI/s400/P1120064.JPG" width="400" /></a></div>Wow, time flies...I thought my latest post was about one week ago, turns out it is a lot older...<br />
I am still doing the "technical training" at the J school: audio and photo training. It is frankly nothing new for me, as I have been doing the same at Sciences Po. Except Final Cut Pro, because I had been using Avid Newscutter instead (which, I think, is better! But maybe my opinion will change during the course of the year).<br />
So basically, I was a little bored in class, but I really hope that will change. The school is so expensive I can not afford to be bored.<br />
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For my audio profile I interviewed a resident E.R. physician, a lovely girl who agreed to talk to me during her break. She was so nice. She was the first person I talked to after we had been given the assignment, so I got lucky. She was coming out of Saint Luke's hospital and going to get a cup of iced coffee. I want to post my radio on the blog, but it is terrible....<br />
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Then for my audio postcard, I went to <a href="http://spinyc.com/">Spin</a> on a Friday night and found out that it is a great place: a bar, good music with a DJ, a ping pong practice with tables that you can rent (it's a bit on the pricey side unfortunately), and every Friday night, the "Dirty Dozen" competition with the best players of the country (and abroad too since there were some French players that night, woohoo!). It was a lot of fun, I could talk to the players, and there was one funny guy, <a href="http://il.youtube.com/watch?v=r_IjaUkQHzU&feature=related">Kazuyuki Yokoyama</a>, who can not help but strip down to his underwear to entertain the crowd.<br />
Oh, and Susan Sarandon is one of the business partners, and she was there with her friends that night. Sweet.Hélènehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00306341950216724973noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241953632041590265.post-91097182464941716792010-08-13T04:44:00.000+02:002010-08-13T04:44:28.868+02:00Columbia<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxt9_opkimEtIGB-CfrYMPmpi3MIxZSzQqLQuUDNjb6xIzEyjr6q9gR2anxwwSgDL6V28Lx3o01SA_7HZCwBkXCuSkobQ8iLVjgKzHNQtpRq4svILO2w1UK2zi24hnu6l4X9lYrCiSUAE/s1600/P1120049.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="265" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxt9_opkimEtIGB-CfrYMPmpi3MIxZSzQqLQuUDNjb6xIzEyjr6q9gR2anxwwSgDL6V28Lx3o01SA_7HZCwBkXCuSkobQ8iLVjgKzHNQtpRq4svILO2w1UK2zi24hnu6l4X9lYrCiSUAE/s400/P1120049.JPG" width="400" /></a></div>Quand suis-je passée de l'autre côté? Quand ai-je arrêté de m'intéresser à la France pour tourner définitivement mon regard vers l'étranger (surtout la Chine)? 2005, probablement.<br />
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Alors que je vais commencer une année à <a href="http://www.journalism.columbia.edu/cs/ContentServer/jrn/1165270051346/page/1175295297393/JRNHomePage.htm">l'école de journalisme de Columbia University</a> à New York (une des 8 universités américaines faisant parties de la prestigieuse <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ivy_League">Ivy League</a>, et la meilleure école de journalisme du pays), je réalise qu'à 26 ans j'ai déjà passé un an en Grande-Bretagne (Cardiff), six mois à <a href="http://battrelepave.blogspot.com/2009/08/washington-dici.html">Washington D.C.</a>, un peu plus de deux ans en <a href="http://battrelepave.blogspot.com/search/label/chine">Chine</a>, et maintenant une autre année aux <a href="http://battrelepave.blogspot.com/search/label/usa">Etats-Unis</a>. 4 ans et 1/2 de ma vie en dehors de la France. Un pays que j'aime mais de loin.<br />
Je suis arrivée à New York début août pour m'imprégner un peu de l'ambiance et prendre mes repères. Les cours débutent officiellement ce lundi 16, et j'ai passé toute cette semaine à découvrir l'école, son fonctionnement, l'administration et les cours avec les quelques autres 200 élèves du programme.<br />
Je vis dans un appartement appartenant à Columbia, avec deux autres étudiantes. Je donne sur Broadway, il y a une multitude de commerces autour de moi, et je suis à deux pas de l'école et du métro. "Awesome!", comme dirait une américaine naturellement un peu trop enthousiaste.<br />
Ce qui l'est moins, c'est le coût de l'année: <a href="http://www.journalism.columbia.edu/cs/ContentServer/jrn/1165270070864/page/1165270070872/JRNSimplePage2.htm">45 000 dollars</a>, et une bourse maigrelette que Columbia a bien voulu m'octroyer dans des conditions mystérieuses. Je compare aux autres étudiants, et je vois que le compte n'y est pas.<br />
Mais pourtant je vais être avec les meilleurs profs, je vais aller arpenter les rues du Queens plusieurs jours par semaine pour mon cours de Reporting and Writing, je vais rencontrer des journalistes exceptionnels qui, je l'espère, me donneront les armes pour réussir dans la profession.<br />
A ce niveau nous sommes bien loin du<a href="http://www.rue89.com/2010/08/06/sondage-ifople-figaro-sur-la-securite-la-methode-en-question-161330-0"> journalisme plan-plan</a> à la française. Tant mieux.Hélènehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00306341950216724973noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241953632041590265.post-67370814531869689302010-05-05T19:24:00.000+02:002010-05-05T19:24:24.234+02:00Covering the Shanghai expo 2010<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV75ZNraINwsP1LRlnjuYYwCG4ivJ7XxZCzYOwkdYPaVVtYjM80YQgXVEOu3jNem3yWHX-hVflDa1vbPLGG1nPyeizW4vw_olOv4JEajRLmAR7epnaoobN-_96DGzRNdxl7-TnXnCRhFk/s1600/DSC_0185.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV75ZNraINwsP1LRlnjuYYwCG4ivJ7XxZCzYOwkdYPaVVtYjM80YQgXVEOu3jNem3yWHX-hVflDa1vbPLGG1nPyeizW4vw_olOv4JEajRLmAR7epnaoobN-_96DGzRNdxl7-TnXnCRhFk/s320/DSC_0185.JPG" /></a></div>For the next two months I will be covering the Shanghai expo for Slate and Orange.fr here: <a href="http://actu.orange.fr/expo-shanghai-2010/">http://actu.orange.fr/expo-shanghai-2010/</a> (for the official work)<br />
and there:<a href="http://pavillonrouge.wordpress.com/"> http://pavillonrouge.wordpress.com/</a> (for the unofficial side, it will be more like an online reporter's notebook). I hope I can keep up with both...!<br />
Basically, I am the only Western journalist left out there, walking around the expo site all day long, taking pictures and recording sound, then rushing back to the brand new Press Center, yelling at the GFW, and wishing the coffee was stronger! <br />
Follow me also on Twitter: <a href="http://twitter.com/Helene_fr">@Helene_FR </a>Hélènehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00306341950216724973noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241953632041590265.post-86040733178238002972010-05-02T10:40:00.003+02:002010-07-28T11:45:15.631+02:00Vu sur "City Weekend" Shanghai<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF2AwwRcJllEazsvvQdENGq7kw3ebKKul7WYxOE0u_PaBNDr2Beky9ineLZtx71yWidtjpgO6e_DrWS6Z37n5ZLFMGy3Q5ifZIObRoWoNNoQ4Y693BMKzEtXNgfGD5snpQj2do8ZibB1E/s1600/EricPrydz_vidintro_250.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF2AwwRcJllEazsvvQdENGq7kw3ebKKul7WYxOE0u_PaBNDr2Beky9ineLZtx71yWidtjpgO6e_DrWS6Z37n5ZLFMGy3Q5ifZIObRoWoNNoQ4Y693BMKzEtXNgfGD5snpQj2do8ZibB1E/s200/EricPrydz_vidintro_250.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><h6 class="uiStreamMessage" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size: small;">Vu sur <a href="http://www.cityweekend.com.cn/shanghai/classifieds/view/172830/">Cityweekend.com</a>: "I am looking for an extremely fit and sexy personal fitness trainer, I will supply gym card to top gym in Shanghai, I supply breakfast and/or dinner (...) If you dress sexy during our workouts I will double the reward. If you have a superfit D cup or larger bust I will triple your rewards."</span></h6><h6 class="uiStreamMessage" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></h6>Hélènehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00306341950216724973noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241953632041590265.post-77189459485190584972010-04-26T22:01:00.000+02:002010-04-26T22:01:58.701+02:00Paris dernière, Shanghai première<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2M7XsscdefNdVsCk35aR3O5TXqfFEoFjSD0cvnZR0LIKifeHGhAF8jvdg2D_isnQSINsDeCeOf6nbjcnaBPvzTgxH8bfGwSyy2GAoL4cbLfNZn-mLTQjTqyJ1BvsNQDxGXtijJbbNp30/s1600/P1000693.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2M7XsscdefNdVsCk35aR3O5TXqfFEoFjSD0cvnZR0LIKifeHGhAF8jvdg2D_isnQSINsDeCeOf6nbjcnaBPvzTgxH8bfGwSyy2GAoL4cbLfNZn-mLTQjTqyJ1BvsNQDxGXtijJbbNp30/s320/P1000693.JPG" /></a></div>Depuis quasiment six mois, je pense : <a href="http://en.expo2010.cn/">exposition universelle de Shanghai</a>, en mode "monomanique".<br />
Mais quel bon prétexte de retourner en Chine faire du reportage?<br />
Alors demain, je pars à Shanghai pour deux mois, tenir un blog avec <a href="http://slate.fr/">Slate.fr</a>, et hébergé par<a href="http://orange.fr/"> Orange</a>, sur l'actualité de l'expo: la plus grande expo universelle jamais organisée, ça ressemble à quoi dans une dictature? Comment le régime chinois va réussir à contrôler cette foule immense (100 millions de visiteurs attendus), lui qui panique dès qu'il y a un rassemblement de plus de 5 personnes autour d'une table et d'un jeu de mah-jong? A quoi ressembleront les pavillons? Et ça coûte combien tout ça ma ptite dame?<br />
Je mettrais bientôt en ligne l'adresse du blog, suivi d'un deuxième en mode "off": tout ce que je ne pourrais pas mettre pour raisons techniques (le blog d'Orange n'est pas très web 2.0) ou éditoriale, les portfolios, les autres photos, les bruits de couloir...<br />
La procédure pour demander l'accréditation média fut longue et fastidieuse: c'est certes la première fois pour moi, mais j'ai parlé à une amie journaliste chinoise qui vient à Shanghai aussi, elle m'a dit que c'était un peu le bazar. Et aussi, j'ai surpris aveu involontaire au téléphone: quand j'ai appelé pour savoir où en était ma demande pour être accrédité pour la cérémonie d'ouverture du 30 avril, la fille au téléphone, qui ne savait pas quoi répondre mais ne voulait surtout pas le dire de peur de perdre la face, a lancé en chinois à son collègue: "mais qu'est ce que je lui dit? J'ai envie de pleurer!" Pas de chance, je parle chinois...<br />
J'ai tout de même réussi à avoir un visa de journaliste...sans avoir encore de carte de presse, qui est normalement une condition sine qua none. Il faut plus de trois mois d'expérience professionnelle pour l'avoir, ce qui n'était pas (encore?) mon cas...Alors j'ai expliqué cela au guichetier et dûment marqué la même chose sur le formulaire. Mais je pense que le fait que mon passeport soit rempli au 9/10ème de visa pour la Chine, Hong Kong et Macao, et aussi que j'ai harcèlé au téléphone le contact que j'ai au service des visas a facilité les choses...<br />
Quoiqu'il en soit, je retrouve normalement à partir du mercredi 28 le quartier que j'ai quitté quand je suis rentrée à Paris fin septembre 2007: Xujiahui. Xujiahui, c'est un quartier très animé, populaire mais moderne, avec ses electronic markets, ses clubs de gym, ses restos, son Watson's, son vendeur de boules de riz frites et fourrées à la purée de haricots rouges, son supermarché 联华超市, le seul Starbucks qui fait un bon chocolat chaud (2 euros seulement)...Xujiahui est situé au sud du quartier de l'ancienne concession française, et relativement près du quartier de l'exposition universelle.<br />
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Photo: PudongHélènehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00306341950216724973noreply@blogger.com0