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Amateur Russian Artists

(I’m so excited to share this with you. I told myself that I’d try to take a break from blogging this month, but it’s almost the end of August, and I’m just bursting with posts!) I visited a new art … Continue reading

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Interviewing Pussy Riot

It was one of the most bizarre and enjoyable interviews I’ve ever done. It was just before 2:00 in the morning. We’d been parked in a dark Moscow alley for close to 3 hours, waiting, re-hashing our questions, getting impatient. … Continue reading

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Filming at the Bolshoi Ballet Academy

This was one of the most enjoyable shoots I’ve been able to do since coming to work at this news agency. The academy was this wonderful mix of drafty, old Soviet hallways, strict straight-backed ballet teachers, and nine-year-old Russian ballerinas … Continue reading

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American dancers at the Bolshoi

I’m pretty excited for work tomorrow – I get to interview some ballerina’s at the Bolshoi academy! Here’s a TV story that the New York Times did about a ballet dancer that goes to our church here in Moscow. It’s … Continue reading

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Do you want to be a journalist? (part II)

Everyone has a dream – something they want to do that they’re excited about and afraid of at the same time.┬áBecoming a journalist used to be one of my dreams, and now it’s come true. Looking back there were some … Continue reading

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Do you want to be a journalist? (part I)

A few years ago I was sitting in a cafe on Arbat Street in Moscow with some friends. We were all EFL teachers, and some of us started talking about how we didn’t want to teach English for the rest … Continue reading

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Russia’s elections as seen from the newsroom…

It started at two in the morning when my cell phone buzzed on the nightstand, telling me the taxi was waiting outside. The office was empty and half dark when I got there. Even the coffee machines were turned off. … Continue reading

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