It would seem every year my alma mater is hosting an event, “The PJ Love Seminar”. It’s a celebration of and eductional discussions about photojournalism, plus a celebration of one of my former teachers and mentors, John H. White. John’s the bomb. It was a good event, recharging and much needed.
It also ended at the Billy Goat, where we discussed how the sky was falling in journalism, and Vince took a picture of the crotch of his pants with everybody else’s cameras. Don’t ever leave a PJ alone and unsupervised.