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    <title>The smell of handmade sausages</title>
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      <title>Between two worlds</title>
      <description>Ever since I wanted to become a photographer for National Geographic. I never really thought it to be a realistic wish, so I just kept this dream for myself mostly. Still I doubt that it will ever happen. But: as this dream hasn´t stopped repeating to pop into my mind since years, calling me, making me feel bad that I don´t do anything about it  and as I grow older each year I fear that one of my biggest regrets in life could be that I never really tried it. I apply here for the third time by now, not expecting a big chance to win, as I´ve seen the quality and number of applications rising each year. But still, this is a chance I think I should take - if I  should win, I´d become the most grateful and happiest person on earth to get this chance to work with a National Geographic Photographer. And if I don´t, well. Then I´ll book a flight and do my first photo-only expedition next year, finally starting to work on realizing my dream.</description>
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      <category>Vietnam</category>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 24 Nov 2014 13:05:36 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>The smell of handmade sausages</title>
      <description>&lt;p&gt;When I was about ten years old I remember the first shot I was allowed to make with my Dad&amp;acute;s camera. It was a shot of a steep, curvy, muddy road sourrounded with trees on a family-holiday-roadtrip. This is how my love for photography begun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even younger I kept my adventurous soul busy with exploring in detail, collecting insects or shells. I still can spent hours just watching things, life and situations. My proudest watch was a little crab changing its house just in front of me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With about 14 years I realized, that visual arts and especially photography is my way to make people see what I can&amp;acute;t describe with words. Ever since photography is my passion. The lens allows me to express and memorize all the fascinating impressions, feelings and spirits I encounter when I deal with foreign cultures or even at home (like in my attached story). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now is a good moment and a good chance to work on my dream&amp;nbsp; to become a professional photographer. I hope you can feel why I apply and why it would make me a happy person to win the competition. Getting first hand experience on a very professional level I expect my photographic skills to boost.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <category>Germany</category>
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      <pubDate>Thu, 4 Jul 2013 23:25:00 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>Photos: Scenes of a 4 generation butchers family in Germany.</title>
      <description>I still remember the first picture I ever took with my Dad‘s camera when I was ten years old.  It was a shot of a steep, curvy, muddy road sourrounded with trees on a family-roadtrip. This is how my love of photography began.

When I was even younger, I kept my adventurous soul busy, exploring nature in detail by collecting insects or shells. I would spend hours just watching things, life and curious situations and can still remember watching with such enthusiasm a little crab as it changed its house right in front of me! 

At the age of fourteen, I realized that visual arts, especially photography, is my way to make people see what I can´t describe with words. Photography has been my passion ever since. The lens allows me to express and remember all the fascinating impressions, feelings, and spirits I encounter when I confront another culture or even occurences at home (like in the attached story).

And now is a good moment and a good chance to work on my dream to become a professional photographer. I hope you can feel why I am apply ing and why it would make me a very happy person to win the competition. Getting first hand experience on a very professional level, I expect to boost my photographic skills.</description>
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      <category>Travel</category>
      <category>Germany</category>
      <author>lena1982</author>
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      <pubDate>Thu, 4 Jul 2013 22:33:00 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>Documentary Scholarship 2011 entry - Your forgotten neighbour</title>
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&lt;p&gt;Cows? Cows!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;p&gt;They're everywhere and nowhere. One of our most frequent but also most anonymous neighbours. A challenging theme in terms of finding the balance between the so often tiring and accousing documentaries about mass stock farming and the euphemistic picture we try to keep in mind.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;These peaceful creatures already were subject of a book (my diploma in communication design). For this competition it finally became what was originally planned - a film -giving it a voice and viability. Being in a traineeship for On-Air Design / Design Producing at a TV station since one year now I luckily had the opportunity to gain at least some skills to make first steps into film-making. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love the versatility in film as much as diving into subjects, focusing on forgotten and controversial issues. Documentary film-making to me is a way to express, visualize and draw attention on certain subjects and maybe even to make people think.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;p&gt;As a big and long kept dream this scholarship would be an amazing opportunity to give me the necessary mentorship and experience I need to enlarge my knowledge in documentary film-making. I'm keen on giving you a good story back.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cheers!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;p&gt;
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      <category>Germany</category>
      <author>lena1982</author>
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      <pubDate>Thu, 16 Jun 2011 05:10:00 GMT</pubDate>
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