Paul Jenks Photographer
An Obituary
The Independent 00-01-1992
An obituary for Paul Jenks a photographer working for The Independent newspaper when he was killed in Croatia.
One hour after the photographer Paul Jenks died in Osijek from a Serbian sniper-shot* to his neck at Tenski Antonovac, a heartbroken Dutch radio reporter and mutual friend rang me from the hospital:
"He was the best, wasn't he? You will say so?"
I would like to be able to credit the owner of this photograph of Paul Jenks but have not yet been able to identify the person concerned. It's a remarkably good portrait of the man I knew pitilessly murdered for no good reason.
Paul arrived early in Croatia and to his credit few of us in those five or six months had the opportunity to get to know him well, (writes Christopher Long (further to the obituary by Craig Easton and Adam Alexander, 22 January). Like all the best journalists he was constantly on the move with a restless energy (interspersed with short periods of languid reflection) which took him to almost every hellish scene of destruction, slaughter and misery in Croatia. For those of us who shared the experience and the risks, the lists of journalists killed, displayed at the Intercontinental and Esplanade press centres, were sobering enough to convince us that this was a war of far greater scale and importance than the Western media were acknowledging.
Paul shared, and was troubled by, a commonly-held belief among reporters that Western television and news organisations couldn't "afford" yet another war in 1991 after the costs of reporting that year's Gulf War and Russian revolution. Most reporters have had such feelings but he, without ever being partisan, campaigned for wider recognition of the anarchic mass insanity that had overtaken the region. As your obituary rightly acknowledged, he was acutely aware of what he described as the journalists' 'Stockholm Syndrome' the empathy that can arise for a captive towards his captors or, as in his case, an observer towards the 'side' which provides facilities, access, shelter, information or protection.
Shortly before the fall of Vukovar we looked at the casualty list together. In four months, 24 journalists had been killed more, it was thought, than in the whole of the Vietnam War. Many, he said blithely, had died early on, being reckless and naive. Few of us had yet lost a friend or close colleague.
Paul, greatly respected, was such a friend or colleague to many of us not reckless, never naive a survivor. His pointless and tragic death will, alone, suffice and survive as the image he worked so hard to record of a pointless and tragic war.
