This piece explores my personal life in lockdown from the view point of someone else. I did this by taking all photos using a self-timer setting to capture my exploration of new things during this time at home. These photographs reflect on my personal efforts to appreciate what I have and try new things or things I would not usually have the time to engage in, in normal life.

In response to the theme ‘my life in lockdown’ I have created a series of photographs to encourage Tasmanians to make the most of the state while they’re unable to travel anywhere else in the country. Tasmania had no active cases of the Corona Virus for most of the lockdown period, so the main issue faced by Tasmanians during the lockdown was our borders being closed preventing travel outside of the state. My photos could be used for commercial purposes in a campaign to encou

“I’m not interesting!” Zoe Meehan says defiantly. “I’ve barely lived yet. I’m just 17.” A wall covered with life drawings and a bookshelf bursting with dozens of packed sketchbooks undermine her claim. There are paintings, storyboards, clay maquettes – and a skull. Zoe consults this clay sculpture often to flesh out a new character’s story or attitude. “I made him last year, when I wasn’t so clear on the volumes of things. Especially the backs of people’s heads,” she says. “

No Hands is a mockumentary styled film about Michael, who shows life in lockdown on his own adopting new values and mannerisms after living this weird life for too long. He expresses new fears of germs, people, and not having enough toilet paper and hand sanitiser. Michael is a representation of how a lot of people are feeling in lockdown… losing it!

This visual film expresses my own thoughts through the voiceover, which I believed would resonate with many people at the beginning. However, it also aims to encourage people to seek the joy in their lives. The film was shot outdoors to reveal a visual sense of freedom.

Wary of a foreboding menace that is external to the safety of his confinement, this man must choose to either stay submissive to the paranoia that has been engulfing him or find the light in humanity. The Blight is an allegory that aims to reflect the state of contemporary Western society during the current major pandemic by utilising the typical tropes of the thriller genre to exaggerate the self-deception that currently dominates many peoples’ lives.

A person decides to go into lockdown due to his fears about the current epidemic. Whilst inside life seems indescribable, transcending deep into thought where his inner emotions embody his different moods and argue about the current position they’ve put their person in. Then it comes to the conclusion that the only way to explain and process this behaviour is subjectively as a result of Stockholm syndrome. It is already too late.

During the break between first and second semester 2020, the Media Industries Major in the Media and Communication Degree ran a competition for students. The Media and Communication Showcase Award encouraged students to produce a media piece with the theme ‘My Life in Lockdown’. With a number of prizes on offer, there was plenty of great competition and the standard was high. Most of the entrants are below. The winner of the overall competition was Jasmine Crosier with her

Gemima Cody. Picture supplied The future of journalism is secure because people will always need credible information, senior journalists say. However, social media has placed an emphasis on being the first to break news, which puts pressure on trusted media values such as credibility and fact-checking. The Age food editor Gemima Cody says there will always be a need for news and for “people to tell a story”. “My professional reputation is staked on credibility, if I’m inco

Cindy found herself leaving Brisbane at the same time she left an unhealthy relationship. “Three days later I was on a flight down with a suitcase and $400 to my name. I was lucky enough my sister had already been living in Melbourne for a while, so we connected,” she says. “I don’t think I really could have comprehended how much of my life felt constructed and forced after I let my past go. I did buy a car in July as a birthday present to myself. I’d been struggling with de

Our family has spent 149 days at home so far this year, with just eight weeks at school. Today, the school age residents are being released back into the world. Over the past months on the Corona-coaster, we’ve spent our days making things – bread, earrings, pizza fractions, books, art projects and a camp in the lounge room. We planted snow peas, painted our nails, sent letters to our friends, tried our hand at piano, rescued a frog from inside a wardrobe, joined virtual da

“I became obsessed with looking so sick that people could look at me and have no doubt that I was not okay.” Ebony-Rose Philcox hoped for understanding from her coach when she told him she was taking a break from playing semi-professional soccer, after suffering a series of panic attacks. But instead she was sacked. Her coach and club officials apparently thought she didn’t look sick enough. “I asked him if I had a broken leg, like some of these girls have, would you be