How reality TV is hooking us in


How many screens does it take to watch a reality television show

“It depends what’s got the most battery,” says broadcast personality Dom Harvey.

Today’s viewer is a multi-tasker, using social media platforms to simultaneously read, write and comment about what they’re watching. It’s called second-screen engagement – and no genre has tapped into it better than reality television.

This week, New Zealand’s biggest networks – TVNZ and MediaWorks – go head-to-head in the battle to dominate social media conversations with the return of DIY competition The Block NZ and the first local production of My Kitchen Rules.

Once, their success would be measured by ratings.

Today, the bean counters will also be noting “second-screen” involvement: Twitter, Instagram, and Facebook participation via mobile phones and tablets.

“It almost gives it that feeling of being at a sports game,” says Harvey, who admits to using both his mobile phone and iPad while watching television.

“Suddenly, you’ve got thousands of people who are all joining you in this activity. The only pitfall I’d say, is it’s hard to read what other people are writing, and write your own stuff as well. I’ll be scrolling through my feed and reading other people’s tweets and suddenly realise I’ve missed about three minutes of what’s happening on television. Then you’ve got to rewind and hopefully by the time the ad breaks are over, you will have caught up again.”

Consider the inconceivability of that statement 15 years ago: Words like “feeds” and “tweets”; the concept of rewinding live television and the bliss of skipping a commercial break.

“I’m a kid of the 80s,” says Harvey.

“I was raised in the era when there were just two TV channels and the next day, at school or work, everyone was talking about exactly the same TV shows. There were such limited options.”

The “second-screen” experience, where viewers post their thoughts online as the action happens, has been dubbed the new water cooler. Participants enjoy being part of a bigger conversation.

But it’s also, says Harvey, “partially an ego thing”.

“If you write something that gets favourited 50 times and 29 retweets, it certainly gives you a little bit of a buzz. Which is tragic, I know.”

Last year, MTV’s parent company Viacom International Media Networks determined that 70 per cent of its young viewers were interacting with other fans via a second screen while watching their favourite shows.

As one American commentator wrote: “The reality television world has started to strategically use social media for some of the heavy lifting to get ratings, which in the past had been placed solely upon the shoulders of some crazy woman or a guy who would eat live rats for $1000.

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“The star characters of these reality shows are now continuously using social media to be in your face daily – if not hourly – with their drama.

“A strong social media presence now comes as a job requirement when you apply for reality stardom.”

How does that experience play out here In March 2011, Greymouth woman Jackie Thomas posted her first tweet: “Why the heck do I have a Twitter #notfamousenough.” Two years later, she won the first series of X Factor NZ. Her followers hit a healthy – for New Zealand, if not spectacular for a pop star – 10,000. (Neil Finn, by contrast, has 24,000; Kimbra has 144,000 and Lorde more than two million).

According to figures provided by TV3, when the series screened, up to 70,000 Facebook fans were actively talking about the show at any one time, and every episode trended on Twitter.

There were downsides. Harvey had to apologise for his tweet that referenced a child molestation storyline from the movie Once Were Warriors. When contestant Grace Ikenasio was eliminated, he wrote “Poor Gracie! First molested in her own bed by uncle bully [sic]. And now kicked out of #xfactornz.”

The problem, said Harvey this week, “is you’re in the privacy of your own home and often you’re writing and you’re posting these things without giving it too much thought”.

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Sweat, Broods and tears


At the top of Capitol Records Tower in Los Angeles, in a room full of suits, Georgia Nott suddenly found she couldn’t breathe.

The 20-year-old had been whipped to the States with older brother Caleb, 22, on the strength of a song the duo put on music-sharing website Soundcloud. More than half a million hits and a series of glowing reviews on international music blogs later, and they were surrounded by industry bigwigs.

“We were on the top floor of Capitol in this big-as boardroom and we shook hands with everybody, and then they were like, ‘Can you play us a song’ and we were like, [sucks in air] yeeaah . . .” Georgia says.

“I was like ‘This will be fine, I sing all the time,’ and then all of a sudden I opened my mouth and I was like ‘I can’t breathe!’ It was so scary.”

Caleb, too, was trying to keep his cool. “I was all, ‘Oh yeah, sweet, sweet,’ and then sat down and started playing and looked up and there were just 20 faces staring at me,” he says. “We didn’t do too bad of a job I guess, they didn’t tell us to get out.”

That’s one extreme understatement. By the end of their fleeting visit the siblings had signed a record deal with Capitol in the US and Polydor in Europe.

That was in December. Two months later Broods had released their six-track EP, Broods, and were soon touring America and the UK – supporting indie acts like Haim – while being touted as the next big thing by Entertainment Weekly and Billboard. All this before headlining a single venue in their home country.

A nationwide tour of their debut album Evergreen, released on Friday, is a strange sort of homecoming.

Theirs is a trajectory that is becoming a familiar narrative. Georgia was introduced to Grammy-winning producer Joel Little after he judged a Smokefree Rockquest she won with seven-piece band The Peasants in 2011. When the band split a year later, Georgia kept in touch with him.

Today, wearing matching Stolen Girlfriends Club T-shirts on a couch at Universal Music in Auckland (apparently this is an accident that happens often, along with finishing each other’s sentences) the duo say continuing to work with Little was natural.

“Whenever we had time between study and work we’d just go and have a play around in the studio,” Georgia says.

“He just made a really good environment to create stuff – you know sometimes when you’re baring your soul to somebody you’ve never met, you don’t do that, but he’s a real good guy. You don’t feel like you’re in a studio with a worldwide, intimidating producer.”

The ethereal tune Bridges with its downbeat lyrics quickly caught the attention of fans and music critics when it was released on Soundcloud in October.

“It just kind of started snowballing from there . . .” Caleb says, before Georgia jumps in: “. . . and everything started happening really fast, really fast.”

Their quick rise could be partially put down to their collaboration with Little, who steered Lorde to success. The pair acknowledge her role in paving the way for local musicians.

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“She’s been a huge part of bringing out NZ music and bringing the spotlight on to it, we admire her. We don’t feel like we’re in competition with her at all, she’s super lovely,” Georgia says.

But separate to the Lorde effect, their soulful synth pop has simply struck a chord – and it’s clear the pair have music in their genes.

They first found success singing together, aged 8 and 10, with Amy Grant’s Big Yellow Taxi, at a talent competition at St Pauls School in Nelson. They moved on to KT Tunstall’s Black Horse and the Cherry Tree to take out Has Nelson Got Talent in 2010, aged 15 and 17.

Making music together has always come easily, along with the ability to tell each other when to shut up. Having someone around to share the hype also helps, they say. “It’s good to have a sibling to slap you when you’re being silly,” says Georgia.

Georgia reached the finals of America’s International Songwriting Competition last year and says the pair’s creative process varies – sometimes it starts with a beat, sometimes a chord or sometimes a stray thought.

“We write about our own experiences to help us through [them], and when you can help someone else through something that’s similar, it just puts so much more value on what you’re doing. The way you make other people feel is the most important thing on this earth, and the way that you look after the world, which is looking after other people.”

She looks over at Caleb.

“God you’re so deep,” he jokes.

“Sorry, I have feelings,” she bats back. “So many feelings in my mind, in my soul.”

They’re unsure what to expect of their new fame. In the short term, it will hang on the reaction to their album.

“We only had three songs at this time last year, so who knows. We didn’t have a name last year. So everyone asks like ‘What are your goals’ and we’re like ‘We don’t know, we don’t have any, all right”‘ Caleb says.

Georgia agrees. “It’s hard to have goals when you don’t know what you’re capable of, everything we do and achieve surprises us so much that it’s hard to know, because this is so unrealistic what’s happened.”

Broods’ debut album Evergreen is out now.

– Sunday Star Times

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Soap gets in our eyes


Thousands of Kiwis have paid tribute to a heroic doctor who died after finding the cure for the disease that ultimately killed her.

Dr Sarah Potts died on Monday, hours after contracting a killer virus. She had time to discover the cure that would save the lives of others who were infected, but her own immune system was too weak for the antidote to work.

Her funeral is tomorrow.

Only, Dr Potts is not real.

She is a veteran character on hospital drama Shortland Street, killed off after 10 years on the soap opera. But the grief from the show’s fans is very real. And so were the ratings.

“You can now fly free Sarah, you were loved by many,” posted Tiffany, one of the thousands who expressed their sorrow on TVNZ’s Dr Potts tribute page.

When viewers constantly see a character on television they begin to identify with them and share their emotional states, according to research by psychologists. So when a character dies it is difficult to separate fact from fiction, and the grief is genuine.

“We see that people are affected by character deaths, [because of] the extent to which they are a part of our lives,” said Marc Wilson, associate professor of psychology at Victoria University.

Because they empathise with that character and the others who are presented as part of their lives.”

Social media offers fans a communal place to grieve.

The tribute site set up by TVNZ following Dr Potts’ death has had over 61,000 unique users in less than a week and the Shortland Street RIP post has reached 1.6 million people.

“Virtual memorials have sprung up and these offer people a way to maintain the relationship they have with the deceased. Memorials and tributes are also social signals to others indicating that you care about someone or something, and Facebook and other social media offer a very immediate way to manifest that,” said Wilson.

The decision to kill off Potts was made towards the end of 2013, and actress Amanda Billing found out about five months ago. The difficult choice was made because viewer attachment to characters meant one plot door had to be forced shut to plausibly open another.

“We knew that no one would accept TK [Dr Samuels, played by Ben Mitchell] having a new love interest in the future if there was even the remotest possibility that Sarah may one day return,” said Simon Bennett, Shortland Street producer.

Last week was Shortland Street’s highest rating week of 2014 with an average of 614,000 viewers aged five and over.

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The huge public response to Potts’ death has confirmed to the show’s producers they made the right choice to kill her.

“The death of a core cast character is only ever a mistake if it doesn’t somehow resonate, or make an impact on the audience,” said Bennett.

“This one quite clearly did. Sarah’s death will create a ripple effect for other characters who surrounded her so helps to create a new generation of storylines.”

Billing, who cried during Monday’s episode, has been faced with her own sorrow as her role was terminated.

“I have been overwhelmed by the response to Sarah’s death. I knew it would be tough for the audience, and keeping a lid on the storyline was tough for me. People might say ‘it’s just a show’ but she was a major part of my life for a decade and I am very sad to see her go,” Billing said.

She understands viewers’ grief and their intense relationship with Potts, and rejects the attitude that the character is not a real person.

“But I am [that person]. If you don’t believe that you might as well ditch your music collection, chuck out all your novels at home and never go to the movies again … if you are not willing to get attached to a fictional character,” Billing said on George FM.

The funeral for Potts screens on the soap tomorrow.

– Sunday Star Times

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Miranda Hart can’t watch her own scenes


Miranda Hart could scarcely believe her good fortune when she was cast as the amiable midwife Camilla

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Totem an evolved circus


REVIEW:

Thirty years on, Cirque du Soleil’s street-theatre origins are all but forgotten – the travelling Canadian-based troupe now boasts 4,000 employees from 50 nations and that size is reflected in the ambition of its first show to hit Auckland in five years.

Director Robert Lepage’s extravagant Totem is loosely themed on man’s evolution, although Darwin wouldn’t necessarily recognise the narrative.

A scientist, a flamboyant Italian tourist, a caveman and a monkey are the audience’s guides through a show in which the star is perhaps the amazing set, a feat of hydraulics which defies description but allows quickfire shifts in time and space complemented by the marvellous costuming.

This is slick, not-a-foot-wrong stuff which leaves the audience wondering exactly how many hours of rehearsal it takes to be this note-perfect.

Foot jugglers, a whirling couple on roller skates, and a remarkable pair of acrobats leaping from moving flexible platforms were highlights.

At times, however, the shift between this traditional acrobatics and the rather old-fashioned physical comedy seemed to jar (in saying that, my 13 year old thought these were the best parts of the show).

Certainly, what elicited the most gasps from the enthusiastic audience was the straightforward feats of incredible athleticism – in particular, the five ladies on unicycles flicking bowls from their feet on to each other’s heads.

The cirque’s huge blue -and-yellow tent will sit at the Alexandra Park racecourse in Auckland for the next six nights.

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– Stuff

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Cinema’s world record threatened


The digital era of film is threatening a Central Otago cinema’s chance of holding a Guinness Book of Records title.

The Teviot Valley Community Board will consider a funding request at its meeting next week to help contribute towards the $100,000 needed for new digital equipment to replace the obsolete projectors in the Roxburgh Entertainment Centre.

Roxburgh Entertainment Centre Improvement and Promotions Inc secretary and treasurer Gaynor Crabbe said in a letter to the board it was unable to screen up-to-date releases in the theatre until the digital equipment could be installed.

“This is quite a threat to our application to the Guinness Book of Records as the Longest Continuous Running Cinema on the same location, in the world. Should we succeed with this application, it will bring much notoriety, not only to Roxburgh but for the whole of Central Otago. We just cannot afford to be caught as non-functional should we be granted this new title,” she said.

The social aspect of the theatre to the community, especially the young people, was also threatened.

“Up to a hundred children can attend a blockbuster animated film; this can occur several times a year. The school has a movie for junior school breakups. We as volunteers are proud and feel duty bound to provide somewhere to go, with their friends on a Saturday or Sunday for these rural kids. Right now it is not possible.” Doug Dance said he had been showing movies at the cinema since 1954, when he started as a 13-year-old assistant projectionist.

While the projectors still sat in the same spot as they did when they were showing films in 1897, technology had finally caught up with the cinema.

“They have stopped making 35mm prints and we have not got the technology to run the movies. To keep us going, we have got to be able to show digital movies.”

People came from across the region to enjoy the big-screen movie experience at the Entertainment Centre – which had undergone a $1.1 million development in 1996.

“It is quite a unique cinema. We have had quite a few big movies here – including two New Zealand premieres.

The red carpet had been rolled out when In My Father’s Den – which was filmed in the area – held its premiere in the town, he said.

A newspaper advertisement sourced from the Hocken Library shows films have been showing in the cinema since at least December 1897.

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The current verified record is held by a theatre in France that had been showing films at the same location since 1906, he said.

As part of the funding request for $2700 the committee was also seeking a waiver of the theatre’s hire while fundraising for the equipment was ongoing.

The Central Otago District Council owns the entertainment centre and the committee provides assistance in managing the facility.

– The Southland Times

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Shining light in dark corners


A young boy lies on a filthy prison cell mattress in Port Harcourt in the Niger Delta. His cellmates are grown men suffering mental illness. The little boy has malaria and typhoid. He has not had a change of clothes in months.

New Zealand photographer Robin Hammond takes a picture of the boy and moves on swiftly before he is stopped.

His face is one of the many that haunt Hammond, whose work focuses on documenting human rights issues predominantly in sub Saharan Africa.

“I wished I had picked him up and taken him out of there. We are trying to do something to help him. We have had doctors in to treat him but he’s still there and it’s two years on.

“Every time I go to a place there’s at least one person whose situation you take away with you and it won’t leave you alone,” he says.

The boy’s picture is part of a series Hammond took for a project titled Condemned – Mental Health in African Countries in Crisis, part of the World Photo Press exhibition touring the country.

While in New Zealand Hammond is also being honoured by Massey University when the College of Creative Arts inducts him into its Hall of Fame that celebrates illustrious alumni.

Originally, Hammond went to Juba in South Sudan to cover the referendum on independence in 2011. Driving through the city he saw a mentally disabled man on the side of the road.

“I asked my driver what happens to people suffering with mental illness here and he very casually told me they get sent to prison. I told him, ‘Stop the car. Take me to the prison’.”

At Juba Central Prison and at other institutions and villages across seven African countries over the following months Hammond found mentally ill men, women and children shackled to beds, tethered to sticks, tied to trees. In Hammond’s words, they are the forgotten, the abused, the condemned.

In countries where infrastructure has collapsed and mental health professionals have fled, treatment is often a life in chains, he says.

Hammond, who has photographed for major publications like the New York Times, The Guardian, Time magazine, Paris Match and National Geographic, tried pitching his idea of a feature on what happens to the mentally ill in this part of the world.

No one wanted to cover it so he went ahead and did it anyway.

Hammond, 39, sees his job as bringing their plight to the world.

“I want to remove the alibi of ignorance. I want it so that people can’t say ‘I didn’t know so I didn’t do anything about it’.

“If we saw any of these guys on our doorstep – if we saw a little kid chained to our gate – we just wouldn’t let that happen but because they are far away, because they’re African, because they are black, because they have a different religion, because they don’t speak our language, it means we can care less and I don’t accept that at all. I think we have a moral obligation to help people less fortunate than ourselves regardless of how far away they are or how different they are from us.

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“I think this attitude of ‘well, we’ll just worry about our own little country, our own family circumstances’ is morally reprehensible.”

Speaking from Washington DC, where he is putting his latest assignment for National Geographic to bed, Hammond says it’s difficult to stay emotionally distanced from the situations he is documenting.

But he constantly reminds himself that if he was to break down and not function then what’s the use of being there at all

“My job is to tell their story because most of them couldn’t or were not allowed to tell it themselves.”

In some of the cases such as Condemned he had to deal with difficulties accessing facilities. He had to work very quickly or under cover.

“I’d be taking photos while trying not to be detected and that sometimes distracts you from some of the horrendous stuff you are seeing right in front of you.

“I am conflicted sometimes. I’m there to document and make a change on a bigger issue but there have been a couple of occasions where I wish I had put down my camera and done something directly for that person. Like that little boy in Port Harcourt.

“Some photographers talk about the camera providing a barrier between you and your subject and I kind of get what they mean by that because you see something disturbing, but you have to try and think as quickly as possible, ‘how am I going to tell this person’s story in the most powerful way so I can communicate about this issue’. It’s a fleeting thing and you have to deal with the emotions of seeing these people.

“It’s a cliche, but what you are going through is nothing compared to what they are going through. It almost seems self-indulgent to feel sorry for oneself. [But] you’re seeing it. They are living it.”

Hammond says his own responsibility as a witness to some of the suffering he sees goes beyond taking the picture.

He reckons if he expects others to step up, then so should he.

“I dont stop being a human because I happen to be documenting a situation.

“One of the privileges of my position is, where people usually have to help through an NGO, if I see someone in need I can help them then and there and I can see their lives changed right in front of my eyes.”

He cites a situation where he learned of a young woman of 14 in Ethiopia who had to quit school to earn money to support her family. All she wanted to do was to go to school, and the money she needed to do that and for the family to survive was nothing, Hammond says.

“To them it was a lot. To us it was not. It was small intervention I was able to make.”

Some of Hammond’s photos are difficult to look at. The Somali boy who has been tethered to a stick in the ground for 10 years. The man chained to an iron bed in a prison cell in Somaliland. The mentally ill patient in the Niger Delta who has been chained to a tree by his doctor, begging the photographer for food.

The hardest times are when he gets back from a trip and begins the editing process, he says.

“You’re looking at hundreds of photos of people in very distressing situations. That’s why I feel very passionate about continuing with with projects like Condemned. I know that many of those people I documented for this project are still, there, tied to trees, shackled in prisons, tethered to sticks. That gives me the impetus to keep going.”

As so he does, with poster, social media campaigns and the exhibition.

Hammond grew up in Wellington with his two sisters and brother. An older brother died when Hammond was very young.

A series of office jobs followed his time at St Patrick’s College but karate was his raison d’etre.

He’d been involved in martial arts since the age of nine and it remained his focus throughout his teens.

At 21 he went to live in Japan to further his karate. At his peak he was the New Zealand and Australian champion. He made it to the top 32 in the world in the open tournament and he was ranked No 5 for his weight.

By the end of his two-year sojourn in Japan he had injuries he couldn’t seem to bounce back from and he realised he had gone as far as he was going to go with karate.

He returned to Wellington and, with a “vague interest” in photography, he went to study at Massey University in 1999.

“When I realised that karate wasn’t going to be the thing I did forever there was this real gap. Karate had given me a sense of purpose. When I realised that wasn’t going to be [a career option] part of me thought ‘what the hell am I going to do now’ But in other ways it was quite liberating.”

Hammond was attracted to photography partly because he thought it might give him the opportunity to travel. He also saw it as a job that would have meaning. Something that would

give him a chance to “right wrongs”, he says.

“We were brought up with the idea of how important it was to seek fairness. Things should be fair. Life isn’t fair, that’s a fact, but actually we should try and make it so. That was underlying, I suppose.”

At Massey he was exposed to photojournalism for the first time. It was something of a revelation.

“I had no idea that there was a way to make photography something to use to campaign. I didn’t realise it could make such an emotional impact.”

Inspiration came in the form of photographs by American photojournalist William Eugene Smith. Hammond read his book Minamata about a fishing village in Japan whose inhabitants suffered mercury poisoning from a factory causing birth defects and multiple deaths.

“I never realised that photography about a place I had never been to, about people I had never met, could make me feel connected to that place or to those people, and it really did in a really powerful way.

“I think I put down that book and knew exactly what I wanted to do in my career. It was years before I was able to do work that was meaningful but it set me on a path.”

It must have been a satisfying moment when Hammond received the W Eugene Smith Memorial Fund grant in humanistic photography in 2013 for Condemned.

Having grown up in a loving middle class family, Hammond says he couldn’t wait to get out of New Zealand and into the real world.

Nothing seemed more boring than his existence in New Zealand, he says. “Now, having seen some of the s… some little kids have to go through, what a blessing it was to live in a safe, boring environment.”

His first nudge into documenting human rights issues was a project on Mexican street children in 2005. That project fanned out to photographing street kids in other countries.

Other human rights worked followed: A feature on life in Zimbabwe under Robert Mugabe, rape as a weapon of war in the Democratic Republic of Congo, rising sea levels in Tuvalu, the dark side of making Gap and Levi jeans, poverty in Angola despite vast oil revenues.

The subject matter is never easy. His pictures expose injustices, pain, poverty and Hammond acts as the messenger for their causes.

But in 2012, Hammond became part of his own story when he was arrested in Zimbabwe while trying to cross the border back into South Africa.

Charged with taking pictures in a prohibited place, he was taken about 800km to Harare and thrown into the slammer, where he waited to be deported.

Sometimes shackled, Hammond was forced to share a 6×4 metre cell with 38 other men for 26 days.

“It wasn’t for a really long time but it wasn’t great,” he says as something of an understatement.

The first four days of interrogation were the worst, he says.

“[The police] are really good at making you feel afraid. They made me sit on the floor and four or five guys would just shout at me.

“They never beat me but they beat quite a few people in front of me. I saw one guy beaten with a broomstick so hard it broke on his back. That’s how police treat inmates there.”

The conditions were horrendous. He shared a hole-in-the-ground loo with hundreds of other men. There was no toilet paper or soap.

Every night before he went to bed he would set about squashing the lice that riddled his blanket.

But as bad as it was, things become very relative, he says.

“There were guys in Harare who had been in prison for years. The only way for me to get out was to pay for my ticket back and I could do that, but many couldn’t.

“When they escorted me to the airport I had to sit in immigration and I kept waiting for them to say ‘we’re going back’. Even when I was sitting on the plane I was waiting for them to come and take me off. It was only when it left the ground that I knew I was out of there.”

He headed for London via Johannesburg where he ate his first proper meal in almost a month. His first shower was a memorable one.

He was picked up at Heathrow by The Sunday Times, who he had been on assignment for, and put up in a hotel to refresh before heading back to Paris, where he is based with his French girlfriend of 10 years, Aude Barbera. Hammond has been arrested twice in Zimbabwe and detained in Ethiopia, Egypt, Nigeria and Uganda. He is banned from Egypt and Zimbabwe, which is something of a badge of honour but also a hassle for a human rights photographer.

He is currently working on a feature for National Geographic about Lagos, Africa’s largest city.

It’s a departure from his usual human rights focus.

He says that after Condemned and his work on Zimbabwe he needed a break from the sadness and hopelessness of it all.

But one of the other motivations for doing a feature on Lagos was because of a misconception of Africa as a whole, he says.

“A lot of people perceive Africa as a place of complete disaster and crisis and that, I think, is because people like me focus on the problems of the continent. A lot of people think of Africa as death and misery.

“I wanted to cover Lagos because I thought there was an opportunity to talk about a different kind of Africa. Lagos is growing in prosperity with a growing middle class. It is massive and very diverse and full of energy.

“There’s a danger as journalists where we only have one story about a place. I wanted to cover Lagos in a way that embraces the diversities and complexities and not have it be one single story about a very complex place.”

Hammond doesn’t take assignments much these days. Rather he’ll come across an issue or a place or a group of people who he feels is being under-represented and then try to find groups or foundations who are interested in their issues.

He came to a point, he says, where he had done many assignments around the world but at the end of every year he didn’t feel like he’d done much with real worth.

“That’s when I stopped doing assignments. I thought, rather than doing 30 stories why don’t I do one really well

“I’m not earning as much but I am finding people willing to support the work and I think it’s because people believe in the issues and I hope it’s because my passion comes through in the work.”

Robin Hammond will deliver the Peter Turner Memorial Lecture titled, “Finding a voice: the challenge of photojournalism” at 6pm on Wednesday, August 27 at Massey University College of Creative Arts Theatrette, Museum Building, off Buckle St in Wellington.

His work on Condemned – Mental Health in African Countries in Crisis, will feature at the World Press Photo Exhibition from August 30 to September 21 at the New Zealand Portrait Gallery, Shed 11, Wellington waterfront.

– The Dominion Post

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Digital move vital


The digital era of film is threatening a Central Otago cinema’s chance of holding a Guinness Book of Records title.

The Teviot Valley Community Board will consider a funding request at its meeting next week to help contribute towards the $100,000 needed for new digital equipment to replace the obsolete projectors in the Roxburgh Entertainment Centre.

Roxburgh Entertainment Centre Improvement and Promotions Inc secretary and treasurer Gaynor Crabbe said in a letter to the board it was unable to screen up-to-date releases in the theatre until the digital equipment could be installed.

“This is quite a threat to our application to the Guinness Book of Records as the Longest Continuous Running Cinema on the same location, in the world. Should we succeed with this application, it will bring much notoriety, not only to Roxburgh but for the whole of Central Otago. We just cannot afford to be caught as non-functional should we be granted this new title,” she said.

The social aspect of the theatre to the community, especially the young people, was also threatened.

“Up to a hundred children can attend a blockbuster animated film; this can occur several times a year. The school has a movie for junior school breakups. We as volunteers are proud and feel duty bound to provide somewhere to go, with their friends on a Saturday or Sunday for these rural kids. Right now it is not possible.” Doug Dance said he had been showing movies at the cinema since 1954, when he started as a 13-year-old assistant projectionist.

While the projectors still sat in the same spot as they did when they were showing films in 1897, technology had finally caught up with the cinema.

“They have stopped making 35mm prints and we have not got the technology to run the movies. To keep us going, we have got to be able to show digital movies.”

People came from across the region to enjoy the big-screen movie experience at the Entertainment Centre – which had undergone a $1.1 million development in 1996.

“It is quite a unique cinema. We have had quite a few big movies here – including two New Zealand premieres.

The red carpet had been rolled out when In My Father’s Den – which was filmed in the area – held its premiere in the town, he said.

A newspaper advertisement sourced from the Hocken Library shows films have been showing in the cinema since at least December 1897.

The current verified record is held by a theatre in France that had been showing films at the same location since 1906, he said.

As part of the funding request for $2700 the committee was also seeking a waiver of the theatre’s hire while fundraising for the equipment was ongoing.

The Central Otago District Council owns the entertainment centre and the committee provides assistance in managing the facility.

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– The Southland Times

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Lightening things up with art


During his university years, Chris Bennewith would roam around taking photos with a lens wrapped in bubble wrap, experimenting with weird diffused-light effects.

The designer can’t quite pinpoint the reason for his fascination with light, but it has shaped his work ever since.

Watch the hypnotic blooms of colour pulse through the 4096 suspended LED baubles in one of Bennewith’s co-creations, and it’s easy to see the attraction.

“It’s the beautiful way it reflects and refracts and distorts. It’s a material that’s kind of not there.”

The 38-year-old is the guy who has lit up Wellington with the Lux Festival, which has just kicked off its fourth year. It’s come a long way in that time, he says.

“I look back now and laugh. It was literally me with a generator and a projector sitting on the waterfront, setting it up on a nightly basis. It was very ad hoc.”

Lux fits in with Bennewith’s day job, improving links between Massey University’s College of Creative Arts and Wellington’s cultural and business hub. But the festival’s creative inspiration grew out of his experience with international artistic collective Squidsoup, whose members he met on his first job out of university because they shared the same office building.

Bennewith should have been a comic, his timing is so perfect. Brought up in Cornwall, the keen artist was leaving school just as graphic design was becoming a credible career choice. Here was a way to integrate fine art, layout and typography in a steady job. And when he emerged from university a few years later, in the late 90s, the dotcom boom was in full flight and every trendy company wanted a website that did something cool.

While his artistic career choice might seem like a parallel universe compared to that occupied (and studied) by his astrophysicist father Peter, the two shared one passion.

“One of the things my dad did pass on to me from his science and maths side was programming. We used to spend a lot of time doing programming together when I was a kid. Coding came quite naturally to me, so I was able to bridge that space between design and development.”

Bennewith landed a job in London’s Hoxton Square internet development hub, designing pioneering interactive games and websites for the likes of Sony, Levi’s and Universal Records.

After two years and a season snowboarding in the Alps, Bennewith was poached by Squidsoup. As well as interactive design work for top brands, Squidsoup was also designing non-commercial art installations as a kind of research and development for the business, and flying to Los Angeles and Barcelona to exhibit its work.

The installations were experiments with ways of presenting interactive digital art without a computer screen controlled by a mouse or keyboard. They projected images onto materials so thin they appeared to float in space. There were projections that would move when you flew around them, and artworks that responded differently depending on how many people were in the space.

When energy-efficient, vividly coloured light-emitting diodes (LEDs) became cheap and ubiquitous, the co-operative began experimenting with 3D light cubes – a kind of low-resolution 3D computer screen. By that stage – 2008 – Squidsoup had transformed from a commercial company into an international creative collective and Bennewith had moved to Wellington to take up the job at Massey.

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Bennewith still goes overseas a couple of times a year to work intensively on Squidsoup installations, one of which hangs as a permanent exhibition at the Royal Society in Thorndon. This year it’s Cologne and maybe New York.

“It’s almost like a band, where you create a new album and then you go and tour that album. The more the artwork gets photographed and talked about online, the more people want it, the more you have to balance that – are we making a new one, or are we touring”

It was one of his Norwegian Squidsoup collaborators, Anthony Rowe, who devised the Lux Festival idea in 2011. The New Zealand version has grown each year, and this year’s festival will include more than 30 works. That’s in spite of the astonishment that results when Bennewith explains exhibits need to be able to withstand 140kmh winds.

He learnt that the hard way. Last year was a near-disaster, with the worst storm in decades raging over two of the four days. With this year’s festival extended to 10 days, Bennewith will again be praying that the weather doesn’t turn the lights out on the project.

Lux runs until August 31, from 6pm to 11pm, in Wellington’s laneways and on the waterfront.

– The Dominion Post

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Voyage around the Hamilton Lake


The cover photo on Jeff Taylor’s new book shows a merry throng of young persons splashing and swimming at Hamilton Lake, and the vintage image has attracted plenty of attention from those who never dreamed such things once happened.

Taylor’s had people say to him, “What, they used to swim in the lake” They surely did. The photograph was taken on a hot summer day in 1927, when the lake was a favourite place to cool down. Nowadays it’s a no-go zone for swimmers – has been since the mid-1960s, when the build-up of bacterial contamination from the lake’s bird population saw Hamilton City Council discourage the practice of dunking yourself in its cool waters.

Taylor talks about this over coffee at The Verandah Cafe, at the lake (of course). He’s become something of an expert during his work on Hamilton Lake, City Playground, the book he’s just written and published, all about the gem that has attracted generations of families to its shores to play, walk, row and sail.

While the old concrete igloo and funny little concrete cars and boats in the children’s playground adjacent to The Verandah may be gone, along with the miniature railway, there are plenty of new attractions for kids. The grounds are beautifully maintained, swathes of daffodils signal the approach of spring, there are picnic spots galore. All within easy reach of the CBD.

And, of course, you can walk right around the water on a hugely popular pathway, the result of a council decision that didn’t sit well with some lakeside residents when the final southern stretch was opened 10 years ago.

Taylor documents this episode, and more. His research on Lake Rotoroa (“long lake”) has taken him to archives and experts at Hamilton Library, Waikato University, Hamilton City Council, and to longtime residents for information.

He is a retired pharmacist, and a member of the New Zealand Society of Authors. He’s lived and worked near the lake for 50 years, he swam there as a kid, and says he’s had the project “quietly in the back of my mind” for a while.

When he sold his pharmacy early last year, it became his next thing. The book launch neatly coincides with the 150th anniversary of the arrival of British settlers in Hamilton, who embraced the lake as a social and recreational gathering place.

A couple of the best stories Taylor found are from the early years. After Waikato Hospital opened near the lake in the late 1880s, many patients were brought north by train for care and treatment. They’d arrive at Frankton Station on the early morning train, and the quickest way to get them to the hospital was to trundle them on a luggage trolley to the northern edge of the lake. They would be met by a house surgeon who would collect them by boat, and row back to the hospital.

Taylor looks across to Killarney Rd, which leads from Frankton to the lake, imagines that’s the way the patients would be trundled. Lack of decent roading would have made the lake a viable shortcut, he says.

The lake could be busy at night, too, being a popular venue for parties in the early 1900s. Rowing boats were hired for one shilling, and young men rowed women on the lake, the boats lit only by Chinese lanterns. The book hints at romance: “Odd boats were occupied by couples who carried no lanterns but glided off into the dark. Most of the craft were painted white, but the few painted brown were more popular with young couples.”

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Row boats also featured in a report Taylor found of a party given by the Walter family at the imposing Lake House, on the southern ridge. Again, boats were lit by Chinese lanterns as people rowed from town to the party. Guests danced, enjoyed supper, and saved enough energy to row home across the lake.

Taylor’s book is a blend of the social – with anecdotes such as these – and the scientific. He says that some people mistakenly think Lake Rotoroa is man-made. But it has an ancient, natural history connected to the ancestral Waikato River; it was formed about 20,000 years ago, along with more than 30 small lakes in the Hamilton Basin, and it developed over several stages from then.

He’s delved into the lake’s formation, its sediment, the fishing, hunting and gardening practices of Maori in pre-European times, troublesome exotic aquatic weeds, water management, fish and bird life, as well as the connection with Waikato Hospital, the landmark properties of Lake House and Windermere (both still standing), yachting, waka ama, and more.

There is a wonderful photo gallery, and a handy timeline marks major events and changes; you learn that Hamilton Yacht Club was established in 1937, a skating rink built in 1960, the road through Innes Common opened in 1963, and so on.

Taylor covers the controversial spraying to kill weeds which have potential to cover large parts of the lake bed. In 1959, the herbicide sodium arsenate was used, dumped in the lake from a helicopter, and it resulted in arsenic contaminating the sediments. Taylor’s research showed that traces of arsenic are still present.

In the early 1970s, Liquid Diquat was sprayed on the lake to control weeds, and during a round in 1974 there was accidental drift from helicopter spraying that affected private properties stretching from the lake through the Melville, Glenview and Garden Heights area.

Council’s Parks Department received about 80 complaints, and it was decided that helicopter spraying for weeds would never again be done on or near the lake.

Taylor says it is hard work to keep the lake functioning well, and he has great respect for council’s efforts. “It’s a shallow lake, there is no natural spring, it’s governed by rainfall and run-off. It is a constant battle to keep it to a good standard, and there is no great solution (to water circulation).”

He’s had much good feedback on his book, including a call from a woman in the United States, who once lived by the lake and was moved to ring him after she’d read it, seen photographs of landmarks she remembered.

He’s specially grateful to graphic artist Richard Stowers, who generously did the book design voluntarily. Profits from the publication will go to Hospice Waikato, in memory of the Taylors’ daughter Nicola Lye, who loved the lake, and died two years ago from a brain tumour.

Taylor’s house overlooks Lake Rotoroa, and he never tires of what he sees. “Sometimes in the mornings it has a very eerie look, there is a wisp of mist on the lake, like a long layer sitting over the water, and it is clear above. It is an unusual effect.

“I love it in all its seasons.”

Hamilton Lake, City Playground, $20, is available at The Verandah Cafe, Hamilton Lake, and proceeds go to Hospice Waikato.

– Waikato Times

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