{"id":2647,"date":"2018-11-08T16:41:12","date_gmt":"2018-11-08T15:41:12","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/photo-dmjx.dk\/?p=2647"},"modified":"2018-11-09T12:47:47","modified_gmt":"2018-11-09T11:47:47","slug":"third-term-students-open-exhibition-tomorrow","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/photo.dmjx.dk\/index.php\/2018\/11\/08\/third-term-students-open-exhibition-tomorrow\/","title":{"rendered":"Third term students open exhibition Friday the 9th of November"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Our third terms students are right now making the final adjustments on their photo documentary exhibition, which will open tomorrow, Friday the 9th, at 2pm in the front hall at DMJX.<\/p>\n<p>The 13 students have over a working period of three weeks in the field made individual photo stories including reportage articles. From Nuuk, Greenland in the North to the Island Ukerewe, Tanzania in the South the students have made strong visual stories from 12 different countries.<\/p>\n<p>The stories and students at the exhibition are:<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone wp-image-2648 size-full\" src=\"http:\/\/photo-dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Oscar_rep.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"2048\" height=\"1367\" srcset=\"https:\/\/photo.dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Oscar_rep.jpg 2048w, https:\/\/photo.dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Oscar_rep-300x200.jpg 300w, https:\/\/photo.dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Oscar_rep-768x513.jpg 768w, https:\/\/photo.dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Oscar_rep-1024x684.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/photo.dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Oscar_rep-720x481.jpg 720w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 2048px) 100vw, 2048px\" \/><br \/>\n<span class=\"_5yl5\">\u201dKaassassuk\u201d in Nuuk serves as home away from home for six neglected greenlandic boys. In Kaassassuk they get warmth and care and learn how to handle their troubled past and to function in a normal everyday life. Story from Greenland by Oscar Scott Carl.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone wp-image-2649 size-full\" src=\"http:\/\/photo-dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Frederik_rep.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"2048\" height=\"1365\" srcset=\"https:\/\/photo.dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Frederik_rep.jpg 2048w, https:\/\/photo.dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Frederik_rep-300x200.jpg 300w, https:\/\/photo.dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Frederik_rep-768x512.jpg 768w, https:\/\/photo.dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Frederik_rep-1024x683.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/photo.dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Frederik_rep-720x480.jpg 720w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 2048px) 100vw, 2048px\" \/><span class=\"_5yl5\">Sissel Holtan is inheriting her fathers place in a district of sami reindeer herders north of Trondheim, but their future is uncertain. On the peninsula of Fosen where the reindeer graze, the norwegian government is building Europes biggest landbased wind farm. Story from Norway by Frederik Steen Nordhagen.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone wp-image-2650 size-full\" src=\"http:\/\/photo-dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Andreas_rep.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"2048\" height=\"1365\" srcset=\"https:\/\/photo.dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Andreas_rep.jpg 2048w, https:\/\/photo.dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Andreas_rep-300x200.jpg 300w, https:\/\/photo.dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Andreas_rep-768x512.jpg 768w, https:\/\/photo.dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Andreas_rep-1024x683.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/photo.dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Andreas_rep-720x480.jpg 720w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 2048px) 100vw, 2048px\" \/><br \/>\nMika is a gender nonconforming child from Sweden. They are born as a boy but have been raised in a gender creative family avoiding gender stereotypes. Today Mika loves pink, dressing up and dancing. Story by Andreas Skodborg Merrald.<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"_5yl5\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone wp-image-2661 size-full\" src=\"http:\/\/photo-dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Christian_rep.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"2048\" height=\"1670\" srcset=\"https:\/\/photo.dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Christian_rep.jpg 2048w, https:\/\/photo.dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Christian_rep-300x245.jpg 300w, https:\/\/photo.dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Christian_rep-768x626.jpg 768w, https:\/\/photo.dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Christian_rep-1024x835.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/photo.dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Christian_rep-720x587.jpg 720w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 2048px) 100vw, 2048px\" \/><br \/>\nJust outside Aarhus, where the traffic lights become fewer, lies Gellerupparken. Once a visionary housing project for the growing middle class, the area is now considered the worst \u201cghetto\u201d in Denmark. But the ghetto-narrative is prevalent in the public debate and it\u2019s often shadowing the realities, lives and opinions of the people, who call these big concrete walls and bricked pavements home. Story by Christian Nordholt<\/span><\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone wp-image-2659 size-full\" src=\"http:\/\/photo-dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Anne_rep.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"2048\" height=\"1365\" srcset=\"https:\/\/photo.dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Anne_rep.jpg 2048w, https:\/\/photo.dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Anne_rep-300x200.jpg 300w, https:\/\/photo.dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Anne_rep-768x512.jpg 768w, https:\/\/photo.dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Anne_rep-1024x683.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/photo.dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Anne_rep-720x480.jpg 720w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 2048px) 100vw, 2048px\" \/><br \/>\nCaroline suffers from the mental disorders ADD and schizotypy. Everyday life can sometimes be a bit of a struggle, and she knows she might never be cured or be able to get a job. Her goal is to learn to live with them and live as normal a life as possible. Story from Aalborg, Denmark by Anne Myrup Pedersen.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone wp-image-2653 size-full\" src=\"http:\/\/photo-dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Sophie_rep.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"2048\" height=\"1365\" srcset=\"https:\/\/photo.dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Sophie_rep.jpg 2048w, https:\/\/photo.dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Sophie_rep-300x200.jpg 300w, https:\/\/photo.dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Sophie_rep-768x512.jpg 768w, https:\/\/photo.dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Sophie_rep-1024x683.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/photo.dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Sophie_rep-720x480.jpg 720w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 2048px) 100vw, 2048px\" \/><br \/>\nThe Troubles are over but the youth is still troubled. Derry, a town in Northern Ireland, has a long history of conflict. Officially there\u2019s been peace for 20 years. But according to some young people, nothing has changed in Derry. Story by Sophie Voisin.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone wp-image-2652 size-full\" src=\"http:\/\/photo-dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Aleksander_rep.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"2048\" height=\"1755\" srcset=\"https:\/\/photo.dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Aleksander_rep.jpg 2048w, https:\/\/photo.dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Aleksander_rep-300x257.jpg 300w, https:\/\/photo.dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Aleksander_rep-768x658.jpg 768w, https:\/\/photo.dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Aleksander_rep-1024x878.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/photo.dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Aleksander_rep-720x617.jpg 720w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 2048px) 100vw, 2048px\" \/><br \/>\nAs the conflict in eastern Ukraine continues to escalate, a different front is beginning to emerge in Kiev. As thousands of veterans retur every month, psychologists and volunteers and the veterans themselves, battle against PTSD, social stigma and Soviet-era boomer corruption. Story by Aleksander Klug.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone wp-image-2654 size-full\" src=\"http:\/\/photo-dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Julie_rep.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"2048\" height=\"1365\" srcset=\"https:\/\/photo.dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Julie_rep.jpg 2048w, https:\/\/photo.dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Julie_rep-300x200.jpg 300w, https:\/\/photo.dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Julie_rep-768x512.jpg 768w, https:\/\/photo.dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Julie_rep-1024x683.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/photo.dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Julie_rep-720x480.jpg 720w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 2048px) 100vw, 2048px\" \/><br \/>\nThere are more horses than dogs in Ballyfermot, a Dublin suburb, six kilometers from the city. Here, young boys meet on horsebacks. They\u2019re called Urban Cowboys. Story from Ireland by Julie Kristensen.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone wp-image-2651 size-full\" src=\"http:\/\/photo-dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Katinka_rep.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"2048\" height=\"1365\" srcset=\"https:\/\/photo.dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Katinka_rep.jpg 2048w, https:\/\/photo.dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Katinka_rep-300x200.jpg 300w, https:\/\/photo.dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Katinka_rep-768x512.jpg 768w, https:\/\/photo.dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Katinka_rep-1024x683.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/photo.dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Katinka_rep-720x480.jpg 720w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 2048px) 100vw, 2048px\" \/>Brussels is the place to be if you want to influence Europe&#8217;s future. For the 30,000 lobbyists working in the city, it&#8217;s about understanding the EU machinery so that they can affect the politicians\u2019 decisions for the benefits of business. Story from Belgium by Katinka Klinge Albrectsen.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone wp-image-2660 size-full\" src=\"http:\/\/photo-dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Lykking_rep.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"1440\" height=\"960\" srcset=\"https:\/\/photo.dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Lykking_rep.jpg 1440w, https:\/\/photo.dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Lykking_rep-300x200.jpg 300w, https:\/\/photo.dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Lykking_rep-768x512.jpg 768w, https:\/\/photo.dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Lykking_rep-1024x683.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/photo.dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Lykking_rep-720x480.jpg 720w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1440px) 100vw, 1440px\" \/><span class=\"_5yl5\">In Beirut the lack of public space has become a representation of a society with religious, economic and ethnic divides. As one of the most neglected human rights, public space is misrepresented on the daily agenda and it\u2019s becoming a vicious circle for the citizens of Lebanon\u2019s capital. Story by Christian Lykking.<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span class=\"_5yl5\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone wp-image-2655 size-full\" src=\"http:\/\/photo-dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Sarah_rep.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"1361\" height=\"2048\" srcset=\"https:\/\/photo.dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Sarah_rep.jpg 1361w, https:\/\/photo.dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Sarah_rep-199x300.jpg 199w, https:\/\/photo.dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Sarah_rep-768x1156.jpg 768w, https:\/\/photo.dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Sarah_rep-681x1024.jpg 681w, https:\/\/photo.dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Sarah_rep-720x1083.jpg 720w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1361px) 100vw, 1361px\" \/><br \/>\nEvery thursday 300 muslim boy scouts meet in the center of Amman. In the scout group Khaled Bin Al-Waleed they aren\u2019t just friends, they\u2019re brothers. And while they still tie knots, make campfires and sing, the most important lessons are ones that teach you how to become a real man. Story from Jordan by Sarah Hartvigsen Juncker.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone wp-image-2658 size-full\" src=\"http:\/\/photo-dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Tobias_rep.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"2048\" height=\"1365\" srcset=\"https:\/\/photo.dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Tobias_rep.jpg 2048w, https:\/\/photo.dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Tobias_rep-300x200.jpg 300w, https:\/\/photo.dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Tobias_rep-768x512.jpg 768w, https:\/\/photo.dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Tobias_rep-1024x683.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/photo.dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Tobias_rep-720x480.jpg 720w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 2048px) 100vw, 2048px\" \/>Cornelius attends Saint Patrick\u2019s High School ITEN, which has a long list of former students, who later became Olympic or world champions runners. He dreams of becoming the next in line, but life at the school sometimes makes it difficult to perform as an athlete. Story from Kenya by Tobias Kobborg Kristensen.<br \/>\n<span class=\"_5yl5\"><br \/>\n<img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone wp-image-2657 size-full\" src=\"http:\/\/photo-dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Mads_rep.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"2048\" height=\"1365\" srcset=\"https:\/\/photo.dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Mads_rep.jpg 2048w, https:\/\/photo.dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Mads_rep-300x200.jpg 300w, https:\/\/photo.dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Mads_rep-768x512.jpg 768w, https:\/\/photo.dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Mads_rep-1024x683.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/photo.dmjx.dk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Mads_rep-720x480.jpg 720w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 2048px) 100vw, 2048px\" \/><\/span><span class=\"_5yl5\">Miyango and Ramadhani have albinism. Like many other people with that condition, they\u2019ve faced social discrimination throughout their lives, which has led to poverty. Ramadhani is getting old and Miyango worries about her life when he passes away. Story from Tanzania by Mads Frost.<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span class=\"_5yl5\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Our third terms students are right now making the final adjustments on their photo documentary exhibition, which will open tomorrow, Friday the 9th, at 2pm in the front hall at DMJX. 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