April 23, 1998

Nothin’ Special

by Dick Kraus

I’ve just realized that I have not contributed anything to this wonderful web site in some time. Now I am wracking my brain for some words of wisdom that would add some depth and insight to the great things that the other contributors have placed before you.

And I am at a loss. None of the assignments that I’ve covered recently are worth writing about. If I told you that I have spent a couple of days in our studio photographing employees who have put in 25 years with this paper for a special ceremony honoring them, you would wonder if this was what newspaper photography was all about. Well, it happens and I try to make the best of it. It helps me hone my portraiture skills.

Yesterday I photographed a funeral for a young man who was one of four Long Island youths in a van who were involved in an accident which occurred as they were driving to Florida for Spring Break. Three were killed and one critically injured. Yesterday was the first of three (possibly four) funerals. I was the only camera on the scene. I chose to work with long lenses from a distance. I usually don’t shoot the arrival of the hearse and family at the church. The better shots occur after the funeral service. But, I made a few shots as the casket was being brought into the church, only because it framed out and made a good shot.

Photo by Dick Kraus © Newsday

After that, I knew that I had an hour to kill before the mass ended so I left to get coffee. I returned in about 20 minutes, only to find that the services had ended. The casket was already in the hearse. The family back in the limo, and people were returning to their cars in the parking lot. I looked in vain for young people hugging and sharing their grief as they came out of the church. But, it wasn't happening. I missed it. Thank God I had made those early frames.

And it taught me a lesson. Even at this late stage in my career. Be alert. The world needs more lerts.

Today I had to photograph a real “dog and pony show.” A conservation group was lobbying for a “heritage trail” along a scenic route along the north shore of Long Island. So, they had an actor dressed as George Washington arrive in a horse drawn carriage at the George Washington Manor in Roslyn, to be greeted by the sponsors of this plan and some local politicians. This is an historic inn where the real George actually dined while touring Long Island some 300 years ago.

Photo by Dick Kraus © Newsday

It was raining and when all of the assembled cable and freelance tv crews and the myriad still photographers shooting for PR firms fought for the few feet of sheltered dry space under the front entrance to the Inn, it became obvious that any kind of relevant shot would be impossible. I switched to a 24 mm lens in order to get in front of the tv cameras and made the local politicians greeting the bogus Father of Our Country. No big deal. No great photo, either.

Then I had to go to another village to shoot a French restaurant for a bard review column. The place was long and narrow and there were no patrons, yet. So I asked the chef to prepare some of his specialties. When they were ready, I had him and the pretty French lady who owned the place, sit in front and display their wares. I used my 15 mm lens and put my Nikon F-5 on a tripod, making sure to keep the lens absolutely level to avoid keystoning. I exposed for the ambient light and threw in a flash fill. I liked the results when I scanned my negatives, later in the day.

The owner and the chef invited me to have lunch. They offered me the items I had photographed. There was a 7 hour braised lamb shank. There was also a filet mignon with roquefort sauce. And there was an endive salad with roquefort dressing.

I live alone now, and I am a terrible cook. I ached to feast on these culinary delights. But I said that I couldn't. I was offered doggie bags to take them home. Hmmm, what a dinner treat that would be for me in my little apartment tonight. But, again, I had to say no. My would be benefactors were incredulous that I would refuse their offer. I had to explain that as much as I longed to take advantage of their hospitality, it was not worth losing my job for.

Photo by Dick Kraus © Newsday

Like I said earlier, these days were nothin’ special.

Dick Kraus

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Dick Kraus
< newspix@optonline.net >
General Assignment Photographer
Newsday,
Long Island ,NY
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352 March 8, 2000 The Good Old Days
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348 February 20, 2000 Free parking
342 January 19, 2000 Cold
339 December 21, 1999 Perspective
337 December 7, 1999 Pearl Harbor Rememberance
330 Is Photojournalism Dead? Dick Kraus Photojournalism is dead.
326 October 16, 1999 HIZZONOR
320 September 19, 1999 The Storm
316 September 12, 1999 What if?
308 August 7, 1999 Death Sentence
299 July 10, 1999 A Kinder Gentler World
291 June 11, 1999

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290 June 10, 1999

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286 May 31, 1999 Another Memorial Day
284 May 23, 1999 Tears
277 May 6, 1999 Refugees
269 April 22, 1999 TODAY THE CIRCUS CAME BACK TO TOWN
263 April 16, 1999 Finally!
260 April 4, 1999 Damn!!
259 March 30, 1999 A "Typical" Day?
254 March 20, 1999 Thank you, Lynn.
243 March 5, 1999 There Are Voices That I hear
237 February 26, 1999 The Assignment From Hell
232 February 23, 1999 Thank God for Seagulls
229 February 16, 1999 The Lake
228 February 15, 1999 "Stills First!"
225 February 13, 1999 I have just returned from one of the most intense experiences of my life.
207 January 28, 1999 Communication
202 January 15, 1999

LICENSE AND REGISTRATION, PLEASE!

201 January 14, 1999 WEATHER OR NOT
191 December 23, 1998 Who Has a Dirty Mind?
183 December 5, 1998 Work With What You've Got
168 October 30, 1998 Some Days Are Golden
161 October 20, 1998 I Have An Infinite Amount of Dislike for Political Flacks
159 October 18, 1998 It Still Hurts After All These Years
153 October 3, 1998 The One that Got Away
151 September 27, 1998 Going the Extra Mile
145 September 7, 1998 OH, MY ACHIN’ HEAD
135 August 21, 1998 The Grabber
129 August 5, 1998 GOING TO THE WALL.....AGAIN
126 July 30, 1998 After an hour it was getting just light enough to make out a couple of guys carrying tv cameras, walking down the road towards me. They were a French tv crew. I asked them how much further it was to the scene and they told me that I wasn't even a third of the way there and I still hadn't reached the hills yet.
115 July 18, 1998 The Day the Rabbit Died
92 June 13, 1998 PHOTOJOURNALIST OR NOT??
77 May 25, 1998 Another Memorial Day
76 May 23, 1998 Don't Show Them Shit
66 April 23, 1998 Nothin’ Special
58 April 10, 1998 All of the Usual Rules Apply
39 March 18, 1998 You Just Never Know
29 February 25, 1998 Small Paper / Large Paper?
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