I remember interning with the Muncie Star Press (Indiana days) and how lucky I felt when I was assigned a photo story. A photo story is different from your typical article. A photo story has close to no words. It may have a few sentences of an introduction or it may just have a few captions. The images tell the story and the reader is allowed to assume or interpret as they wish.
I’ve been sitting on a story for a little while now- I was waiting for some writing inspiration to kick in. Sometimes I love to write and other times I’m like um, can’t I just show you an image without any words? The inspiration to write about a week’s worth of photo shoots that involved everything from sculptures to homemade noodles to painters never happened. But I really wanted to share these photos. Maybe the task of writing out all the details of each place felt daunting. Maybe I know that people typically don’t stop by this blog for my witty words. Regardless of how I came to the conclusion of posting this post as a photo story, I feel it was the right decision. And without further ado, I will stop writing this introduction and allow you to consume the photo story of downtown Beaverton. Assume and interpret away.
It’s a lot of photos and visual stimulation to take in all at once, I know. If you want to know where any of these places are located, or where I shot, or what food I ate or what I learned about Beaverton from doing this assignment- I’d be happy to answer any of your questions. Just shoot me an email at firstname.lastname@example.org
I hope you enjoyed the photo story.