tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45992509230047652382024-03-12T22:28:56.126-07:00Naked PhilosophyA collection of thoughts from the mind of a nude model, pseudo philosopher, and mother of a child with fragile x syndrome/autism. The Line Begins to BlurModel Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15511237597397389267noreply@blogger.comBlogger76125truetag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599250923004765238.post-35278237358794652412013-01-14T08:29:00.000-08:002013-01-14T08:29:00.869-08:00It's Been a WhileI had a conversation with a photographer yesterday who read my blog. I realized I haven't written here in a long while. I am still modeling and traveling, albeit sparingly, but most of all Aidan has made tremendous progress. He now has a very large vocabulary, he reads books and knows/reads 57 sight words. When I discovered he was reading I dropped to the floor and cried. My little man continues to defy me, our family, and doctors.
Here is some video that I took of him recently:
<object width="480" height="720"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"></param><param name="movie" value="https://www.facebook.com/v/10152169984740327"></param><embed src="https://www.facebook.com/v/10152169984740327" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="1" width="480" height="720"></embed></object>Model Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15511237597397389267noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599250923004765238.post-88837175554504434852012-02-20T11:45:00.000-08:002012-02-20T11:51:45.559-08:00Little Swimmer Part 2Aidan swam the length of the pool (75 feet) several times today. This is a breakthrough. After a year and a half of swimming lessons he's a little fish! I am a very proud momma.<br /><br /><br /><object width="176" height="144" ><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /><param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/10151317043845327" /><embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/10151317043845327" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="176" height="144"></embed></object><br /><br />https://www.facebook.com/pages/Fragile-X-Awareness/Model Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15511237597397389267noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599250923004765238.post-59103388804949238102011-06-04T16:28:00.000-07:002011-06-04T16:30:25.609-07:00Little SwimmerAidan is now swimming on his own. It's taken a while but at age 5 1/2 (6 in 2 weeks), he has accomplished something many people including myself havent;<br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwCl98Dk8z5OcbrR82nBqsNz7tlnmqjrfcBYIOMx6wOMFWw0tAQ0WBe51P8a4IBFe54ojBSKYzgXxYRzd3alQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />It's mommy's turn next.Model Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15511237597397389267noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599250923004765238.post-78321338373982198992011-03-18T19:10:00.000-07:002011-03-18T19:14:22.575-07:00Mr Wonderful<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgaf3BtndjZvW_mbRcVhNyVkUQ-b90S_EFZdTGTgTypzlmuS1fi1eE67Zr1CsonooS1R9msN6VJcaa-P37WNR5ziSPdoKhTEklEzqP2VCtxvAmLY5aDVCF8yb9eEGMnYn2JHDdGa0P3ONs/s1600/1a.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 341px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgaf3BtndjZvW_mbRcVhNyVkUQ-b90S_EFZdTGTgTypzlmuS1fi1eE67Zr1CsonooS1R9msN6VJcaa-P37WNR5ziSPdoKhTEklEzqP2VCtxvAmLY5aDVCF8yb9eEGMnYn2JHDdGa0P3ONs/s400/1a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585608555350333874" /></a><br /><br /><br />- Mr Wonderful Ilford Delta 100Model Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15511237597397389267noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599250923004765238.post-88958974456854439242011-02-27T07:47:00.000-08:002011-02-27T07:56:16.463-08:00FragilityAidan was evaluated in January by a psychologist and she also interviewed us a month before that. In combination with that, and the other evaluation he had two years ago and all the tests/reports from teachers/therapists etc the results are he isnt "autistic enough" to be labeled with Autism. Basically he is a very sweet, caring, and social boy who makes verbal and eye contact with everyone so that wont have enough of a big impact on his socialization and life to be labeled autistic. - More on that at the end. He needs to be treated as a child with Fragile X Syndrome which indicates he has delays in communication, speech, and language.<br /><br />His i.q. is 41. He is Moderately mentally challenged on the levels of : Mild, Moderate, Profound, and Severe. His mind is that of a 2 1/2 year old. The recommendation for progression is one on one care in school, at home, and at therapy. Problem with that is the integrated school he goes to is a giant piece of shit and we dont think there is an aid with him while he is there a lot of the time when it's crucial he needs this otherwise he is just flapping his arms and going around in circles with overload. He needs direction and a small classroom so the good news to that is, he has been accepted to a school (for the fall) that specializes in developmentally disabled kids. The classroom has a maximum of 8 kids so he will get the aid and attention he needs. So now that we have a foundation to work from the actual work starts.<br /><br />I'm indifferent about this simply because of the fact we've been told he was Autistic for 3 years now and now they are saying basically; "yeah well pretend that never happened." So I need to ignore what has been shoved down my throat and know that he is just moderately mentally challenged which is a great thing but it's a transition. Also we will continue to argue with the school and pay visits to them making sure he has an aid there. It's maddening how broken the school systems are and they only really care about money.<br /><br />Aside from that it's a productive and new day. He can only go up from here and I couldnt be more thrilled. I have some personal thoughts that i'm going to keep to myself but clarity has been achieved and it feels like we've broken through the proverbial brick wall.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPR4j8LC-SNeqvPpf5q6wFNTiYdynNbrZVt5Mziclwh1XDOpgy5iqwswXvmLiq-XgUNiTrpZ7mF33DO2691SJ4_9BAyu_cLks58jFrd4Op1Dq6vsMC1p7vt93ayvjIGy2lqK4c332DiB49/s1600/9.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPR4j8LC-SNeqvPpf5q6wFNTiYdynNbrZVt5Mziclwh1XDOpgy5iqwswXvmLiq-XgUNiTrpZ7mF33DO2691SJ4_9BAyu_cLks58jFrd4Op1Dq6vsMC1p7vt93ayvjIGy2lqK4c332DiB49/s400/9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578398585295070290" /></a><br /><br />My sweet little bundle of joy.Model Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15511237597397389267noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599250923004765238.post-47216133553454255842011-02-22T11:01:00.000-08:002011-02-22T11:12:21.375-08:00Happiness is ContagiousThere have been some personal changes in my life, that while feel very right and freeing, have a bit of melancholy sprinkled in there as well. Such is life right? Changes are a good thing, but it doesnt mean they come easy. I suppose if life were easy we'd all be quite bored to death.<br /><br />In my 30 years on this earth I have met some amazing, trying, and interesting people for good and for worse. Beating ones self up over a decision out of love isnt a good thing to do. Most of us feel, love, and learn and that last word is really the key in evolving. Sometimes they are great decisions and sometimes they arent. The point is to learn what works for you and makes you happy. <br /><br />Tomorrow is a very important day. Aidan's father and I go to his psychological evaluation results to determine how much progress he has made and where he fits in amongst others. Whatever the outcome is, we know we've done and continue to do everything we can to help him grow and learn and we are proud of who he has become and the amazing progress he has made in the past year. I have to remember to be positive while being realistic as well. It's a difficult balance but when I see Aidan's smile and hear him say new words all the time including "gremolata" from Rachael Ray. I just smile and feel that amazing feeling that is, unconditional love.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3hqUpiZAeznV2IS27ePfEpukEpIClHYHnXymshhhfso2GBDSTkNpkS8YoDaKohg02AX_E96Xkgkcs_bpEAP_0DevodcyWRJ85s_3LGODlxnUtluVQVNseJYM6q1s8mXadeGoqD0wgQyDB/s1600/Aidan+bowl.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3hqUpiZAeznV2IS27ePfEpukEpIClHYHnXymshhhfso2GBDSTkNpkS8YoDaKohg02AX_E96Xkgkcs_bpEAP_0DevodcyWRJ85s_3LGODlxnUtluVQVNseJYM6q1s8mXadeGoqD0wgQyDB/s400/Aidan+bowl.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576593490846219442" /></a><br /><br />I looked up one afternoon and noticed he decided to put a bowl on his head because he thought it was funny. Laughter is contagious... so is happiness.Model Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15511237597397389267noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599250923004765238.post-38363480380073285022011-01-08T09:02:00.000-08:002011-01-08T11:21:53.878-08:00Beauty of DecayI'm currently sitting on my couch post snuggling with my little guy while watching his 'girlfriend' Rachael Ray on a very cold snowy Columbus Saturday. I plan on shooting a roll of him today.. it's been far too long.<br /><br />My upcoming travel plans include much warmer places than Ohio.. North Carolina, Tampa, and Santa Fe/Albuquerque. New Mexico is one of the only 7 states I havent been to, so I am thrilled. <br /><br />Until then i'm headed up to Detroit to shoot in some of the beautiful abandoned structures there. I rarely do self portraits outside of my own bedroom or hotel room so this will be a new challenge for me. Not only do I find beauty in these spaces, but it's also a little saddening to see a fine American city in decay almost directly due to the auto industry. However, there is a a few good art communities around that area that find beauty there, so who knows what the next 10-20 years have in store for Detwah.<br /><br />This image is 5 1/2 years old. I was 8 months pregnant modeling in an abandoned mental hospital in Pittsburgh. It's also a very special moment as Aidan was kicking me....<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcMCVtHKc81Uv6odsBuzcmF7xjrJOY9kUyXWBcysavszaFrYAEMuksc49Ogx3ZJgp2Y7jMtRVQ0twVDKlhm77YFdbwiDy2lZlf4k8-GE1HhH2ewQvI0Tc43B2OnbaA9iWIy8HqactMLlFC/s1600/Picture+731.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 397px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcMCVtHKc81Uv6odsBuzcmF7xjrJOY9kUyXWBcysavszaFrYAEMuksc49Ogx3ZJgp2Y7jMtRVQ0twVDKlhm77YFdbwiDy2lZlf4k8-GE1HhH2ewQvI0Tc43B2OnbaA9iWIy8HqactMLlFC/s400/Picture+731.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559897007576963346" /></a><br /><br />Ethan Long 2005Model Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15511237597397389267noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599250923004765238.post-81554655606586675062010-12-20T13:12:00.000-08:002010-12-20T13:28:04.312-08:00UnconditionalMy odometer light has gone out in my car. I dont think i'm quite at 200k yet, but very nearly there. After a busy year and especially busy fall, I am very excited to ring in the New Year with new opportunities. Every year I grow as a person and try to live life to the fullest of my ability while having wonderful people right along with me.<br /><br />I finally finished my last shoot of the year yesterday. I drove home from Indianapolis under a clear sky and blueish appearing snow under a full moon. It just reminded me how lucky we all are to see such a gorgeous site as the vast space backdrop each night. We have evolved from nothing, and we need to treasure our precious lives here. What better time of the year to remind ourselves this?<br /><br />I know I am... and i'm also lucky this surprise is in my life. I am of the opinion there is no positive emotion felt by humans than unconditional love. He has taught me this;<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmvibS7MUReViuKIIov3ju5fpq-hj7wFBdXOGjnTGSuiy4X9wgRHTdrfLeDkJnQEDnA49gEOp7HQ6Ya5qdpsNPMQdmvxweLBJ1ZDpESzGAuqM43jrZ2sEgkhptwpgsLg-bmFuVC3OGVkfN/s1600/Aidan+laughing.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 274px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmvibS7MUReViuKIIov3ju5fpq-hj7wFBdXOGjnTGSuiy4X9wgRHTdrfLeDkJnQEDnA49gEOp7HQ6Ya5qdpsNPMQdmvxweLBJ1ZDpESzGAuqM43jrZ2sEgkhptwpgsLg-bmFuVC3OGVkfN/s400/Aidan+laughing.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552879044901487106" /></a>Model Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15511237597397389267noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599250923004765238.post-70985472493578323022010-11-10T05:52:00.000-08:002010-11-10T06:03:37.129-08:00Jupiter!I've officially put 6,000 miles on my car in a month, and what a great month it has been. From St Paul to Boston to North Carolina to Rochester. <br /><br />Headed to The Emerald City (Seattle) and Vancouver next week to see some of my favorite people in the world.<br /><br />Until then, watch Aidan recite the planets;<br /><br /><object width="640" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZFt2AmwqhXU?fs=1&hl=en_US"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZFt2AmwqhXU?fs=1&hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"></embed></object>Model Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15511237597397389267noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599250923004765238.post-30152528339197059692010-10-08T20:21:00.000-07:002010-10-08T20:25:49.614-07:00Everywhere I Go...I am amazed at the life, the thinking, the learning, and the laughing. Listening to The Black Keys on repeat for 1/3 of my 12 hour drive back.. <span style="font-style:italic;">set me free</span>.<br /><br />It only gets better from here.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVAbalBBavWmxG602iXWkYz9kwqf3ymYXWbj8_nCylu0Pyvk7K4bLQ7P3QPRe7PYrOwnrk0Ikm8d97QshxtEV0Ojj16TCUJdkBd6q1yta1X7LG8FlsRDK-R9e_e6AMaEIvFq21tnunEKXJ/s1600/Sarah+la+plage+Mark+C+Haskins.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 398px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVAbalBBavWmxG602iXWkYz9kwqf3ymYXWbj8_nCylu0Pyvk7K4bLQ7P3QPRe7PYrOwnrk0Ikm8d97QshxtEV0Ojj16TCUJdkBd6q1yta1X7LG8FlsRDK-R9e_e6AMaEIvFq21tnunEKXJ/s400/Sarah+la+plage+Mark+C+Haskins.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525882227270033906" /></a><br /><br />Mark Haskins August 2010 - The Upper Peninsula of MichiganModel Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15511237597397389267noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599250923004765238.post-10383580967760197262010-09-29T08:09:00.000-07:002010-09-29T08:31:01.669-07:00First Aidan VideoI do not have a video camera but I do have a few videos to share, which would give you a better idea of the character and personality of my little angel.<br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxoTPZ2EfrgnjL5yLJGLNUPPIym-suXe54Wd5PJaEXQW4SmKRxWmLQe1lMt2TRUOeI4v1ffGa6JgzSMFiK3zA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dySOlSOuTBcWHkoQUQ_Y6--UUexzhp6VUnTPbB1wUI8dAzopFcpV6bNytDgyi1lW2APD68WORSgjqjTkUqaQQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Model Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15511237597397389267noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599250923004765238.post-71402217257338696972010-09-18T06:00:00.000-07:002010-09-18T06:20:12.777-07:00"It's Waves Right There!"Aidan said his first 4 word sentence i've heard while looking at my phone and the beautiful pictures of Shi Shi. I'm so proud of him. He keeps excelling by leaps and bounds. <br /><br />I have been looking for philosophy to read lately (as it has been far too long) but sometimes I should look at the simple philosophy in front of me. I could take something from living in the moment with Aidan and apply that to my own personal life and the goals in it. Why focus on 10 years down the road when living in the moment feels so much more amazing and real? It seems that people tend to get too focused on worrying about what they're going to be doing in ten years, or what their life is supposed to be compared to everyone else, which is really society's fault. "Figuring yourself out" is a process of life but to get too focused on it you really lose sight of the important things right in front of you and some have been the entire time...<br /><br />Marine life;<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i97.photobucket.com/albums/l202/Artmodelsarah/12-4.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 615px; height: 461px;" src="http://i97.photobucket.com/albums/l202/Artmodelsarah/12-4.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />One of the most brilliant sunsets ive ever witness captured by a crappy phone but I remember it very vividly...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i97.photobucket.com/albums/l202/Artmodelsarah/6b-1.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 615px; height: 461px;" src="http://i97.photobucket.com/albums/l202/Artmodelsarah/6b-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />Tide Pools;<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i97.photobucket.com/albums/l202/Artmodelsarah/16.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 615px; height: 461px;" src="http://i97.photobucket.com/albums/l202/Artmodelsarah/16.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />Sea stack;<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i97.photobucket.com/albums/l202/Artmodelsarah/17.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 461px; height: 615px;" src="http://i97.photobucket.com/albums/l202/Artmodelsarah/17.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />My heaven.Model Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15511237597397389267noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599250923004765238.post-6221218716420019472010-07-07T06:10:00.000-07:002010-07-07T06:30:09.851-07:00Grainy BabyI am currently sitting in a McDonald's in the middle of nowhere upstate New York waiting on 10:30 shoot. I've had a productive trip. I havent been here before and I noticed a few things, it's huge, it's pretty, and there are a lot of colleges, businesses, and just interesting things here. Corning glass, Cornell, RIT, Kodak... yeah a non existent Kodak. I was shooting with a guy who explained he used to work at Kodak in Rochester and explained he had a 4x5 camera with film just sitting in his fridge. I went down to look at his darkroom and was amazed at how much equipment he had as well as the fact it was organized.. almost too organized...<br /><br />He then explained he hadnt used it in quite some time and how he bought most of the equipment at yard sales. Including his $3000 enlarger for... $100. Yes One-hundred dollars. My jaw dropped to the floor. We are really transitioning out of this medium and I just cant believe it. Film makes me think. I operate on the fact I really think about the image before I click the shutter. None of my cameras have a "cloudy/sun/people" setting on them. They dont think for me, they force me to think. Not to say everyone uses digital cameras that way and film is better I just prefer the f-stop, shutter speed, and iso setting... and well that's it. It literally forces me to think about my shot after I have the idea or see the image in my head. I create better images this way. It's for me... I can only hope it will last another 50 years but I digress...<br /><br />I also watched an Annie Leibovitz documentary last night. She grew up a lot like I did and thought the same way I did. The way I saw a picture was through the square image of my dad's window on his 1982 Chevy Silverado due to moving constantly from his welding life. I remember thinking how I wished I had a camera to document our lives....we loved it. My dad had a polariod and I started using that. I acquired a 110 camera from my uncle at age 10. Photographing my sister crying because I wouldnt give her my camera to get her way.<br /><br />My mother asked; "why did you photograph her like that? She is crying not smiling!" I simply said; "because that is who she is."....<br /><br />This is probably my favorite portrait of the most important person in my life waking up. He is so beautiful when he wakes up and I am inspired now to document even more than I have;<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3NoiAsu9ChTixjirvn2fz7o7eE3_9cUtBRP2G-7LCBxMxoZ1ECd6unsdc8IagGv0_iYwA5fL8W3G5YSB6xbImKp03dBwgOhf4j3_OvlNeq0UhQiJo-ktExxXOfN-Nzr6LuoITeV07J3qE/s1600/sarah_0309_rodinal_001b.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 390px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3NoiAsu9ChTixjirvn2fz7o7eE3_9cUtBRP2G-7LCBxMxoZ1ECd6unsdc8IagGv0_iYwA5fL8W3G5YSB6xbImKp03dBwgOhf4j3_OvlNeq0UhQiJo-ktExxXOfN-Nzr6LuoITeV07J3qE/s400/sarah_0309_rodinal_001b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491154673922974370" /></a><br /><br />taken with an Agfa 6x9. Tri X 400.Model Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15511237597397389267noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599250923004765238.post-52315193779469757482010-05-21T21:38:00.000-07:002010-05-21T21:53:41.355-07:00IntoleranceI had an experience tonight that made me think a lot...<br /><br />I was in a restaurant tonight with Aidan's father, his friend and her 11 year old daughter. Aidan was very hyper sensitive and I quickly remembered why I didnt take him out in public places due to the reaction of most of the people.<br /><br />He was swinging the cord on the blinds, jumping up and down flapping his arms in the booth, grabbing the bottle of sauce and making noise with it on the table etc. All I kept focusing on was calming him down. We all understood at the table but no one else did. <br /><br />These sorts of things make me angry that I have to teach a child who doesnt understand empathy, social behaviors or the repercussions to act like he does as a routine instead of educating the masses of him.<br /><br />But I digress..<br /><br />On a happier note an 11 year old understood him more than 99% of the adults in the room. He kissed her of course.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigbRyR5snOTuQS57D8bsitKQATBMlATrGDUjC2zgLtnofCsuEFlaiN4zP2m27QBNC5uE9JnKFw6FY0bupKvbceMc8NVnwKsYuqCwF6_jgL-UdJOGI0d1HOJSnJU0JC1c6zkU_uSwP5TP6o/s1600/card1.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigbRyR5snOTuQS57D8bsitKQATBMlATrGDUjC2zgLtnofCsuEFlaiN4zP2m27QBNC5uE9JnKFw6FY0bupKvbceMc8NVnwKsYuqCwF6_jgL-UdJOGI0d1HOJSnJU0JC1c6zkU_uSwP5TP6o/s400/card1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473951646437278818" /></a><br /><br />His scribbles to me...Model Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15511237597397389267noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599250923004765238.post-58477861994698091112010-05-11T18:11:00.000-07:002010-05-11T18:23:39.182-07:00Irony FlowerI had a very emotionally traumatic day yesterday at the funeral. You just realize someone who was a symbol of your belief; "no matter religious belief, being a good person is who you are." My 2nd dad....was gone.<br /><br />There were many bouquets but the combination of two on the coffin were of his immediate family and people who I feel have taken advantage of him....<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ1gD4QaK_CdLccp6SO9vVyAjkoL8LcMOIuOoYWg7RXBCOeGvRHdBGdzDbQxyyqhAY2l8Nv9hNzoKehzj5-G6XLcfr9wCUn_S5ewcU53PTLajjOZKJt1TqoqesHJxFIjGGRQ8rv-wd8VE0/s1600/irony+flower2.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 187px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ1gD4QaK_CdLccp6SO9vVyAjkoL8LcMOIuOoYWg7RXBCOeGvRHdBGdzDbQxyyqhAY2l8Nv9hNzoKehzj5-G6XLcfr9wCUn_S5ewcU53PTLajjOZKJt1TqoqesHJxFIjGGRQ8rv-wd8VE0/s400/irony+flower2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470186894296869074" /></a>Model Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15511237597397389267noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599250923004765238.post-85886634646741615282010-04-13T15:44:00.000-07:002010-04-13T16:09:57.918-07:00VolunteeringHaving a conversation with one of my best friends today, and she mentioned volunteering for one additional reason other than the obvious two.<br /><br />1. I am a nice person and I love helping people when I can. It makes them feel good as well as myself because of that reason.<br /><br />2. I gain valuable experience such as; food prep (soup kitchen), resources from knowledgeable people and situations in a direction I want to take my life.<br /><br />3. It looks good on a resume<br /><br />The point is experience and doing something good. So I have volunteered for 4 places. 1. Meal prep at a homeless shelter<br />2. Library assistance to young children<br />3. Gardening to a local conservatory<br />4. Offering any time I have to help with the angels of autism network.<br /><br />This makes me happy and excited.<br /><br />Who knows where this path will lead but only good things I suspect.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEia_Skbz58lPjAcJUEzD2sVhiJZI4opHQLoe6KoinHiC0EHQSo8JX0qNH8T-JpiSSkhA6C9J6fdpg8tRhdn6S-5fZK0MfOwxe0hWcO2qVo2UPHB6dNdPxCgXE3iFJqVcip544-T6ZzvmmvF/s1600/aidan+park1.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 374px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEia_Skbz58lPjAcJUEzD2sVhiJZI4opHQLoe6KoinHiC0EHQSo8JX0qNH8T-JpiSSkhA6C9J6fdpg8tRhdn6S-5fZK0MfOwxe0hWcO2qVo2UPHB6dNdPxCgXE3iFJqVcip544-T6ZzvmmvF/s400/aidan+park1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459762930017960530" /></a><br /><br />Aidan and I at the park yesterday.Model Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15511237597397389267noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599250923004765238.post-84278157835215832232010-04-03T05:19:00.000-07:002010-04-03T05:24:28.080-07:00F-ElevenI have the privilege of being a part of a small community of very talented photographers. We have made our own collection of our work and published a 2nd volume. This one means a little more to me as the charity is Autism Research. My work in the book is of my son who, as you may or may not know is affected by Fragile X Syndrome and Autism.<br /><br />This means a lot to me personally so I do hope you will enjoy it;<br /><br /><br />http://www.blurb.com/bookstore/detail/1239715<br /><br />http://www.blurb.com/books/1239715<br /><br /> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH92U7A5GyghElbW0kGzewo4SoFEQ10noRiXDLYBsFI_TB8iL1KWVPv0czXv6qlRuZKSAMulMItZ4yjbL9LaEr9KsjeSTCDEDUzXzfsCZXW1_eRdYbTFzYPgi7gUjjfXM14OA41WQfYiNx/s1600/f-elevenvolume2teasersarah.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 168px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH92U7A5GyghElbW0kGzewo4SoFEQ10noRiXDLYBsFI_TB8iL1KWVPv0czXv6qlRuZKSAMulMItZ4yjbL9LaEr9KsjeSTCDEDUzXzfsCZXW1_eRdYbTFzYPgi7gUjjfXM14OA41WQfYiNx/s400/f-elevenvolume2teasersarah.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455885791406366370" /></a>Model Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15511237597397389267noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599250923004765238.post-17588051612818289492010-03-07T08:37:00.001-08:002010-03-07T08:41:49.761-08:00Untitled HappinessCurrently have a severe head cold. I am driving to North Carolina tomorrow and hope this thing is gone soon. <br /><br />I'm working on a biography for a book i'll be published in, in a couple of weeks. It's very near and dear to my heart.<br /><br />I'm so close to finding my calling in life... I can almost reach it but it's a little blurry to see yet...<br /><br /><br />Aidan will not stop talking and that makes me feel like this;<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHQOR-Bp1qBLV5OX5INdSwSmciX9AY8KbUBzAzoxn-AXwyJwITz0oCKU4AMybsV9cdertBlqSgcXxtUMREqnnfaVAuyrx0U-xeFdr5YFSDNIdnU_jzuK75aWutloH7n1Xk_rKJLjVhQk6J/s1600-h/2a.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHQOR-Bp1qBLV5OX5INdSwSmciX9AY8KbUBzAzoxn-AXwyJwITz0oCKU4AMybsV9cdertBlqSgcXxtUMREqnnfaVAuyrx0U-xeFdr5YFSDNIdnU_jzuK75aWutloH7n1Xk_rKJLjVhQk6J/s400/2a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445932637255737874" /></a><br /><br />Self portrait 2010.Model Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15511237597397389267noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599250923004765238.post-27215337863380013252010-01-26T14:01:00.000-08:002010-01-26T22:02:07.195-08:00Traveling Toward EverywhereI was on a 6 hour flight from Charlotte to San Francisco last night after a 4 hour layover and a 2 hour delay.... <br /><br />During the flight I was reading a book that was given to me by one of my best friends called; Riding Toward Everywhere by Williamt T Vollman. The book is about himself and his companion Steve taking to the rails on freight cars. Questioning anything and everything subjecting both our national romance and our skepticism about hobo life and the reality of what he actually sees.<br /><br />I read two things in this book that stuck with me. One had to do with an old man and his life on the train. What kept him going was the freedom of it. Upon reflection, it brought him to tears because it is such a sharp contrast to his own current life now which is completely organized. The second, when you travel, whatever mode of transportation you are in, it takes you places you would have never seen otherwise from different views. You then start to analyze; "Where exactly am I going? What am I doing?" Where is "Everywhere?" <br /><br />In the airport, I heard people bitching left and right... and to be honest I wasnt exactly happy about the scenario but would I trade it for anything else? Absolutely not. It's part of my life I have grown to enjoy and appreciate. Its always different everyday and there's always a story to tell.<br /><br />Then it hits you... the journey is the real gem here. <span style="font-style:italic;">Everywhere, is getting there.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6uL2CJpMuG3jmOjU0ytdiyPGtMBbSE2OQgl5mB5efNPkcqHngxS0mG1xE6hzFDXPeCMyVCbXJnnPNZImnb0oxlNcEqbzdqlr-l6oK2c_QuDvX8VMa9EQ4CJQXoBfq69gcASamW9rkjMQn/s1600-h/clouds.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 258px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6uL2CJpMuG3jmOjU0ytdiyPGtMBbSE2OQgl5mB5efNPkcqHngxS0mG1xE6hzFDXPeCMyVCbXJnnPNZImnb0oxlNcEqbzdqlr-l6oK2c_QuDvX8VMa9EQ4CJQXoBfq69gcASamW9rkjMQn/s400/clouds.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431172335804317410" /></a><br /><br />Taken with my phone in the bathroom stall of an airportModel Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15511237597397389267noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599250923004765238.post-45903232077992876472010-01-22T07:47:00.000-08:002011-04-08T11:39:58.374-07:00LoveI called a friend of mine while driving to New York and thinking - as per usual. I had this epiphany to what it took for relationships to work. People have a misconception that as long as you are in lust or care about a person it will work... it doesnt work that way.<br /><br />The Four Loves -4 Greek words that mean love, I had the conversation about three of them. The other is storge (pronounced STORE-gay) which is the Greek word for "natural affection" which is really unconditional love.<br /><br />Eros - which means passion, fire, physical attraction, romance.<br /><br />Phileo - which means friendship but also more than friendship. Phileo is the word behind Philadelphia, the "City of Brotherly Love". Phileo is a deep and abiding affection for another person. Phileo means taking delight in being in the presence of the other, as in "I love to be with you". Phileo is like slipping into a favorite set of old clothes that feels very comfortable, except that you are slipping into a very comfortable relationship.<br /><br />Agape - a long term commitment to another person. Agape says "I will treat you like I love you even when I don't feel like I love you". Agape is what keeps one person loyal to another during the more stressful times in a relationship. Agape treats another person well, even if they aren't treating you well in return.<br /><br />Ideally, a couple would have all three all of the time. Realistically, eros and phileo can fade from time to time. There are difficult times in which we just don't enjoy being with the other person. Or we are in no mood to be passionate. We don't feel romantic. Agape is the glue that holds a relationship together when eros and/or phileo are at low tide.<br /><br />A lot of couples who have been together a long time (for decades rather than for years) would say that it is easier to live without eros for a while, than to live without phileo for a while. <br /><br />All that is all with timing and understand as with anything else....<br /><br /><br />Hey this is the philosophy of a nude model.. well more like epiphanies that I have and then realize they have already been coined by people smarter than I.Model Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15511237597397389267noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599250923004765238.post-20456392391904080592010-01-11T18:47:00.000-08:002010-01-11T18:59:21.152-08:00The CureNot the band...<br /><br />I was sent an article this morning that made me think, again. <a href="http://www.technologyreview.com/biomedicine/24325/">http://www.technologyreview.com/biomedicine/24325/</a><br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">"I think that fragile X-targeted treatments are at the cutting edge of reversing cognitive deficits in individuals with neurodevelopmental disorders," says Randi Hagerman, medical director of the M.I.N.D. Institute at the University of California, Davis. Hagerman consults with a number of companies, including Seaside, that are developing treatments for fragile X syndrome. "This could lead to reversing intellectual disabilities and behavioral problems with this disorder," she says. "That is extremely exciting."<br /><br />The fragile X mutation blocks production of a protein called FMRP (fragile X mental retardation protein), whose normal task is to inhibit molecular activity at the connections between nerve cells. Loss of the protein appears to throws the system out of whack. "It's like driving a car with your foot on the accelerator and no brake," says Randall Carpenter, a physician and cofounder of Seaside. "There is too much activation of that pathway."</span><br /><br />I read something on the BBC a year or so ago that scientists had reversed the syndrome in lab mice. I'm reading this and crying. This is a very real possibility. It could be 15-20 years before the drug is marketed and available...<br /><br />Which means I have a lot of thinking and decision making to do. <br /><br />A lot.<br /><br /><br />On another note;<br />http://f-elevenbooks.com/robertson/bio-robertson.html<br /><br /><br /><br />It's official, im a published photographer. That makes me feel pretty amazing and pushes me even more to publish a book on Aidan.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPpUAtC-B5-hAj3X7Hs5fsT4m8RTv3KDn7yRldn2DzmL2_3cAtgDpiq4mwWoZTx3_SLsyYzW-Tn3iX8jBkcuUeezlt-KuuX6rXuMEDDLCQAkPROnX_zHXq8EEuVuzCvml7wliEwbSZjgkP/s1600-h/f11.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 228px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPpUAtC-B5-hAj3X7Hs5fsT4m8RTv3KDn7yRldn2DzmL2_3cAtgDpiq4mwWoZTx3_SLsyYzW-Tn3iX8jBkcuUeezlt-KuuX6rXuMEDDLCQAkPROnX_zHXq8EEuVuzCvml7wliEwbSZjgkP/s400/f11.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425681341693909746" /></a>Model Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15511237597397389267noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599250923004765238.post-73521370704787850692009-12-25T21:20:00.000-08:002009-12-25T21:25:16.546-08:00Play-Doh, BallThese two words were uttered tonight.<br />I am beside myself.<br /><br />I got the greatest gift today, my son spoke two additional words. He said; Play doh and ball when identifying these two objects.<br /><br />He says on command and when he sees it the following;<br /><br />waffle<br />apple<br />baby<br />mom<br />bread<br />yuck<br /><br />and now;<br /><br />play doh<br />ball<br />duck<br /><br /><br />I love being shown optimism and being proved wrong. he's going to talk and i'm just beside myself in tears of joy.<br /><br />My god he will talk.....<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcUhpH1C4PthLBh7MnhE1OxllzpKSsNCj-391-0CRQvHzovlH-2I6DjHGl01BQJyZvg9w72clmV9RlGPMUu3W1AB0Y7dwjuFIaiWZOZD3Gy82yxDZAEWI0JfpXh4VXWDb20vXet04pSbLK/s1600-h/2+copy.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 260px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcUhpH1C4PthLBh7MnhE1OxllzpKSsNCj-391-0CRQvHzovlH-2I6DjHGl01BQJyZvg9w72clmV9RlGPMUu3W1AB0Y7dwjuFIaiWZOZD3Gy82yxDZAEWI0JfpXh4VXWDb20vXet04pSbLK/s400/2+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419411449879535570" /></a><br /><br />The other woman, Racheal Ray.Model Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15511237597397389267noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599250923004765238.post-88576810333810260512009-12-24T08:40:00.000-08:002009-12-24T11:47:23.457-08:00F-11Im part of this private photography group and we call ourselves F-11. One of the photographers (Wolff) decided to make a book with all of our work in it.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.blurb.com/my/book/detail/1109957"></a><br /><br />http://www.blurb.com/books/1109957<br /><br />http://www.blurb.com/my/book/detail/1109957<br /><br />There it is. have a look through and support us. <br /><br />All of the profits of the book sales would be donated to "Friends Without a Border" "Friends Without A Border" is committed to improving the health and well being of the children of Cambodia by providing quality medical care, extensive outreach and crucial medical education through Angkor Hospital for Children.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhldZVPmeiFZYK4d35ZEaezkf4aYARK5slPSaDu6GxBtySA9qg6eLsmpnyMAOvg-GEAjT1x8e5XsAJbd923nPf6Vhwm54KR-Ctsdsq4XGoRvPyZWAJ0rrM6cKb6YHR_xMyA_h8RBp_c-ePo/s1600-h/book1.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 228px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhldZVPmeiFZYK4d35ZEaezkf4aYARK5slPSaDu6GxBtySA9qg6eLsmpnyMAOvg-GEAjT1x8e5XsAJbd923nPf6Vhwm54KR-Ctsdsq4XGoRvPyZWAJ0rrM6cKb6YHR_xMyA_h8RBp_c-ePo/s400/book1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418844294221460194" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1XJXWY1YCOnHQvdxpM0bNsSQ4QIJa9dj0cDAbTPejDWu_zh1AL3-NbShTgrwmDTU_2lYXlI_oDZH5pmruppVZY4uagDDlSPSe3joP_aUFWek2Qno2OTQ1NclgJXeraFnLOw7CUedIStbf/s1600-h/book2.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 229px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1XJXWY1YCOnHQvdxpM0bNsSQ4QIJa9dj0cDAbTPejDWu_zh1AL3-NbShTgrwmDTU_2lYXlI_oDZH5pmruppVZY4uagDDlSPSe3joP_aUFWek2Qno2OTQ1NclgJXeraFnLOw7CUedIStbf/s400/book2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418844297132597026" /></a>Model Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15511237597397389267noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599250923004765238.post-63210974987566610162009-12-15T14:30:00.000-08:002009-12-15T14:37:22.824-08:00Wet PlateCurrently in DC. Korean Spa tonight, shooting tomorrow, then Philly then back home... which I am equally looking forward to... but a different wet plate.<br /><br />I will have to return a camera i've had for 3 years a photographer loaned to me. The Agfa 6x9. It is and has been my favorite camera for this entire time. Alas...<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLzPGtsEtTOCUsdo4B0o6bJHPIzOAkqQOner8X4GGEC_Vy38qFDjZ9L9If0h-BFDERJsmHLMWtJkw8Fo5674mMxHckTfRQ-tk0Js6mzGBZ-HC4E0XrxmAgT2cpsExAZ1QsdrGseNFgGpUo/s1600-h/nycwetplates081b.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 328px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLzPGtsEtTOCUsdo4B0o6bJHPIzOAkqQOner8X4GGEC_Vy38qFDjZ9L9If0h-BFDERJsmHLMWtJkw8Fo5674mMxHckTfRQ-tk0Js6mzGBZ-HC4E0XrxmAgT2cpsExAZ1QsdrGseNFgGpUo/s400/nycwetplates081b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415594842579897234" /></a><br /><br />Mark Sink 2009 NYC. Wet Plate photography, which I have fallen in love with.Model Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15511237597397389267noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4599250923004765238.post-11638691549654494042009-12-09T08:55:00.000-08:002009-12-09T09:16:54.848-08:00Deathproof - Lucky to Be AliveThis is long but i'm still a bit shaken up after sleeping for 4 hours in my own bed;<br /><br /><br />I started out driving to Chicago from Columbus around 9:30 am yesterday morning. Got to Chicago, fine around 2pm CST. I had a shoot for 3 hours and went outside to see it was wet snow that wasnt sticking too much so I assumed the highways were better, they were .... until I attempted to drive north to Milwaukee.<br /><br />I got 40 miles north and 2 tolls later to discover near white out conditions. Now, my car is a 10 year old car with almost 200k miles on it and 2 front bald tires but i'm used to driving in rain and such... but nothing like this. It kept getting worse and worse. I recieved a phonecall then from the photographer in Green Bay (2 hours north) whom I was scheduled to shoot with the following day saying; "the storm is moving north and is going to hit us hard. If you slide off into a ditch it could be two days before you are dug out." Right then in struck me, that could very well happen. Called a friend of mine for the conditions. He went over that it said; "ice pellets/sleet/freezing rain in Chicago and blowing snow in Milwaukee. Snow totals 2-4 inches in Chicago and 8-12 in Milwaukee. Green Bay - much worse. Temps falling and a low of 4 degrees tonight with a -15 wind chill along with 25-35mph winds." He advised me to turn around because it would only be worse tomorrow and if I turned around I could avoid the worst as I drove south and east back home.<br /><br />Here's where it gets scary; This is 6pm at night i turned around and headed back on I-94. I was going 35mph on the highway in the Middle to left lane (or so I thought). No one could see the lane divisions at this point so everyone was just making lanes - again this is rush hour Chicago traffic. So i'm actually in the far left lane behind an SUV and hundreds of other cars in the front. A semi truck comes down my right hands side going at least 50mph (very very dangerous) when he passes me he throws slush/ice/snow all over my car from the road and I cant see. So i immediate let off the gas and brake lightly because I know there are cars feet in front of me. When I do this (i still cant see at this point) I slide and immediately instead of going to the right or directly in front I go to the shoulder because i knew i was in the left lane. What I didnt know is that the lane is ending due to construction and that is why the left lane is braking to merge into the right lane. I hit a road cone, a closed road sign and the concrete divider. What I didnt know was that a semi truck was right behind me barreling down about 50mph. If i hadnt went to the left it would have smashed into the back of my car. My tires spin but i managed to maneuver out of it and fishtail to where my car was pointing to the highway. Waited for a break in traffic and got back on the highway. I was so shaken up but alright....<br /><br />Doesnt end from there... On the way home on I 65 south it turns into rain. I hydroplane probably 20 times total on the way back but as I was in the far right hand lane I can only go 45 when I do this. Trucks are passing me throwing water from the road on my car (similar to before) so i slow down throw my hazard lights on and pull over onto what i thought was the shoulder, it was an exit ramp and an SUV was behind me and had to swerve to avoid hitting me almost hitting the exit divider to the highway. I stopped at a gas station and sat in my car and cried for a minute and then realized this could have turned out so much different. Got myself together and drove the rest of the 4 hours home.<br /><br />After driving for 9.5 hours on a drive that should have taken 5.5. i'm lucky to be alive and in one piece.<br /><br />be thankful you are breathing people. When you're faced with situations like this you realize we take life for granted so much.<br /><br />And one more thing I learned? My car is fucking deathproof. <br /><br />Last Night;<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCi0NjeYkxMr0_rLoXGJidLt9JYSW4V-BCznwVsDC4lh196kn2kbrW0Y2eG3xmxRsoS_RILBjYFKBetgnGgy3TUgNEdRFTeeLSPhb8eWT7nqXtrHbRNl7vR1pmxeNZ4kbgBlZsd2Si6lQl/s1600-h/us_radar_medium_usen.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCi0NjeYkxMr0_rLoXGJidLt9JYSW4V-BCznwVsDC4lh196kn2kbrW0Y2eG3xmxRsoS_RILBjYFKBetgnGgy3TUgNEdRFTeeLSPhb8eWT7nqXtrHbRNl7vR1pmxeNZ4kbgBlZsd2Si6lQl/s400/us_radar_medium_usen.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413281482286841826" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcI_54wZBBMu4RZsigSazfGn1aACV0JiPT7sZjj7v0uVgyqyQYPVRUT_31Aw55C_OXpdv_Azst1B9ZkDlibmkEqPCdfz-uAxdRg-PQ8RwTEzpxoN3iQJ_3uy6lOftqzSixfgofvToZ1H-0/s1600-h/Milwaukee1.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcI_54wZBBMu4RZsigSazfGn1aACV0JiPT7sZjj7v0uVgyqyQYPVRUT_31Aw55C_OXpdv_Azst1B9ZkDlibmkEqPCdfz-uAxdRg-PQ8RwTEzpxoN3iQJ_3uy6lOftqzSixfgofvToZ1H-0/s400/Milwaukee1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413281474609754338" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Today;<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMU6RHBLFPPQDySXMdUScsWQ4HH-YMAqwzHmccrnqfA4TSaQ-dRVcW0A8MR15XbymV9OglXzmIz9GogDaZLUpaLPb-0HJST5bZbvQ_jFyvB5eGRATSHdvpPgSHBuCQCW9RwCKS69ojDzFw/s1600-h/milwaukkee.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 325px; height: 220px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMU6RHBLFPPQDySXMdUScsWQ4HH-YMAqwzHmccrnqfA4TSaQ-dRVcW0A8MR15XbymV9OglXzmIz9GogDaZLUpaLPb-0HJST5bZbvQ_jFyvB5eGRATSHdvpPgSHBuCQCW9RwCKS69ojDzFw/s400/milwaukkee.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413281627108263010" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAsB0EDYZxtuyGNMcRhQVU0cjJD7yx1YDwKVgTa5XI5OqlpJs6JPkmCzWb-67Rxk05q2ulOzGC9uyYb-dLPH_v2w30b77K_m6LcNT0cUQb4Aydx2AI2HTDIwMelTO4S58rN8-u8dB4AXaF/s1600-h/milwaukee2.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAsB0EDYZxtuyGNMcRhQVU0cjJD7yx1YDwKVgTa5XI5OqlpJs6JPkmCzWb-67Rxk05q2ulOzGC9uyYb-dLPH_v2w30b77K_m6LcNT0cUQb4Aydx2AI2HTDIwMelTO4S58rN8-u8dB4AXaF/s400/milwaukee2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413281622671642850" /></a>Model Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15511237597397389267noreply@blogger.com2