This was one of the Pulitzer Prize winning photos I saw when we went to the Newseum. It’s a Filipino family standing over their father’s casket. He had been killed by the government. This really made me think about what I would do and how I would feel if my dad was killed. I was drawn to this picture because the room they keep this photo in is very dark, and the red stood out to me, and I wasn’t sure what was in the picture until I saw it up close.
This is a picture of a soldier getting greeted by his family upon his return from Vietnam. It makes me think of a more extreme version of when my dad comes home from work trips, he’s a secret service agent and he travels all the time. It made me happy to see a feel-good picture like this among so many other darker pictures about war and famine and terrorism.
If I was taking these photos I would try in helping the people in these photos, which would be upsetting because sometimes there’s nothing you can do. That’s a downside to being a photojournalist, sometimes all you can do is take pictures. But, an upside is people will get to see your pictures well after you’ve left this earth, and that means you can still influence people’s lives after you’ve died.
My favorite exhibit was the Berlin Wall exhibit. I liked how they gave it it’s own wing and enough space for people to appreciate a real section of the actual wall. I also liked how they did give people a smaller chunk that they could touch. It was cool that you could see it from the back of the elevators sometimes.