{"id":1400,"date":"2015-08-13T10:07:25","date_gmt":"2015-08-13T10:07:25","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.thepowerofstorytelling.org\/edition-2018\/?p=1400"},"modified":"2017-07-01T12:45:24","modified_gmt":"2017-07-01T12:45:24","slug":"richard-koci-hernandez-on-creating-art-in-the-age-of-social-photography","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.thepowerofstorytelling.org\/edition-2018\/richard-koci-hernandez-on-creating-art-in-the-age-of-social-photography\/","title":{"rendered":"Richard Koci Hernandez on creating art in the age of \u201esocial photography\u201d"},"content":{"rendered":"

TIME<\/a> magazine named Richard one of the most popular photojournalists on the social network, with over 225,000 followers.\u00a0 When he\u2019s not publishing photo essays in Wired, The New York Times or National Geographic<\/strong>, Hernandez teaches New Media at the prestigious Berkley University\u2019s<\/strong> Journalism School, has workshops at Stanford University<\/strong> or master classes at TEDTalks<\/strong>. For 15 years, the photojournalist worked with San Jose Mercury News<\/strong>, but he collaborated with newsrooms and educational institutions all over the world.<\/p>\n

Richard was one of the first photographers and multimedia artists who created an Instagram <\/strong>account.\u00a0 His iPhone street photography<\/strong> was included in art galleries and published in a photo book edited by National Geographic<\/strong>, named iPhone-Fotografie<\/a>. His fans can buy his prints through Slate Contemporary Art Gallery<\/a>.<\/p>\n

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Sometimes, when one is moving silently through such an utterly desolate landscape, an overwhelming hallucination can make one feel that oneself, as an individual human being, is slowly being unraveled. The surrounding space is so vast that it becomes increasingly difficult to keep a balanced grip on one’s own being. The mind swells out to fill the entire landscape, becoming so diffuse in the process that one loses the ability to keep it fastened to the physical self. The sun would rise from the eastern horizon, and cut it’s way across the empty sky, and sink below the western horizon. This was the only perceptible change in our surroundings. And in the movement of the sun, I felt something I hardly know how to name: some huge, cosmic love. Haruki Murakami, The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle #tiny_collective<\/a><\/p>\n

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