In this interview, Miralle opens up about his start, the transition to freelance and commercial photography and the artistic approach he takes to work and life.
On Sunday morning, March 31, the journalism faithful trudged out to their collective front porch, picked up the hefty edition of The New York Times and found a comfortable spot to curl up for an anticipated weekly read. On this Sunday, if you pay attention to photography, it didn’t take long to be surprised by the (not-so) Old Gray Lady.
Right there, smack in the middle three columns of the Times’ front page, was Alex Rodriguez, staring back at you from a well-composed, well-lit portrait. Taken on an iPhone in a men’s restroom.
This caused a bit of reaction in the blogosphere, and on Twitter, and on Facebook; and, quite likely, on couches across America. We asked top photo and visual editors what they thought, what policies they had for similar photography and what they see coming. More from Sports Illustrated’s Brad Smith, the Washington Post’s David Griffin, the Los Angeles Times’ Michael Whitley and the Chicago Tribune’s Robin Daughtridge on the jump.
Last week, I started thinking about why it is that I love the Olympics so much. There’s not really one simple answer.
For as long as I’ve been designing pages, whenever the Games roll around, I’m engrossed. It is, by far, my favorite time to be in a newsroom. Some people get that way about elections; others about baseball playoffs or the Super Bowl. Despite having worked in some capacity in or with sports departments for most of the last 15 years, I’m not a big sports fan, so neither of those last two really do it for me. The Olympics are different, though. The Olympics are a cultural event. They are the world on a stage, and there are stories to tell that go far beyond what happens on a track, in a pool or on a court. Those stories tug on heartstrings, diminish (or in some cases, emphasize) cultural differences, bring people and countries together.
The only other event I can think of that conjures up similar feelings is the World Cup. I was lucky enough to go to South Africa with some friends two years ago to experience that first-hand, and it only made me want to witness an Olympiad that much more. For the first time in my life, this year, I’m making that happen and will be in London for the final two weeks of the Games.
(Tim writes as part of SND’s Year-Long Conversation and discussion of the London Games. Read more here.)