"A Mixture of Fascination and Purgatory."-Rem Koolhaas

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2007-10-04T13:57:00.001-06:00

New Blog

2007-09-25T21:12:00.000-06:00

For the time being, my new blog is at my .mac site. This is until I can get my domain name to alias. Thanks godaddy! You operate an intuitive website with instructions that work!

http://web.mac.com/setheridge

There are several reasons why I decided to stop using blogger, one of which it sucks.

Watergate...going...going..

2007-09-07T08:40:00.000-06:00

So the Watergate Hotel is having a liquidation sale, $10 admission to buy used things that are only slightly cheaper than new things. However, this is the site of history, and people are willing to pay more for a piece of it. For those of you don't know, it was the hotel, rooms 214 and 314, where the Watergate burglars were on the lookout during the break-in of the DNC offices across the way in the Watergate Complex. The hotel didn't house the actual break in. Yesterday when I went to the hotel, I didn't know which rooms the burglars were in. Now that I do know, I plan on photographing it later on today. In the meantime, here are some photos from yesterday.
If you are looking for a piece of history, the sale ends tomorrow. And no, there are no ashtrays or anything with the Watergate logo on it.

The End of Summer

2007-09-04T12:43:00.000-06:00

Nothing says summer like a campfire. To mark the end of summer my friend J.P. and I hung out with his cousins Aaron and Jessica and their crew. We built a campfire on the Potomac and enjoyed the remnants of summer until 4 am.

Overcast, with a chance of precipitation

2007-08-20T18:35:00.000-06:00

I decided to go and enjoy the cloudy/overcast weather we experienced yesterday for the first time in ages. The diffused light is gives is what I enjoy the most. I love autumn, because the weather is always like this. The only thing I don't like about autumn is that winter is next and that means cold.

Click on the pict for a larger version.

RSS

2007-08-20T18:29:00.000-06:00

So I and at least one other person who peruses this site can't get RSS feeds on it. I dunno why. I checked my settings, republished the index, etc and nothing. So, if you are one of the few who read this and received feeds on it, lemme know.

The site feed is supposed to be:
http://susanpetheridge.com/blog/atom.xml

I just changed it hoping it will provide feeds. Lemme know if I am a complete idiot or if there is code that I don't know about that is messed up. Gracias.

Meh...It's August

2007-08-14T21:31:00.001-06:00

I'm recuperating from a very stressful weekend. my brother and I visited family, some of which is the kind of family we just can't get along with no matter how hard we try. As a result, the family who visited me, my brother, became the victim of my snappy attitude. I tend to snap at people when I am stressed because something minor that they do will piss me off.
Also, it's August, the month that I have a bipolar love/hate relationship. I love August because it is slow, no one is around, and traffic almost disappears. I hate August because it means summer is almost over and the heat can become absolutely unbearable. Also, August is the month of Murphy's law, if it can go wrong, it definitely will go wrong in August. You know how some people name their kids after months of the year - like April and June -if I ever meet someone named August, I am gonna run away from them. They would automatically mean trouble or bad luck.
So more than a month ago I decided I was going to start a new project. I started it, but that's all I did. These past few weeks have found me doing other things, including being broke.
So what do I do when I am stressed and need and outlet? I start to work on my photography, or I clean my apartment (which I'll do tomorrow). This is a result of my efforts and part of my new project - the Potomac River. I have no clue where this is going. Unlike my thesis, not knowing where this is going isn't such a bad thing, because this isn't being graded and is being done for me and only me. I'm kinda excited. I chose the Potomac because after brainstorming on projects I wanted to do, they all had water as a theme. Being around water does something to my soul. I love the water, I love swimming.
Originally the thought came for this picture after driving to one of my usual haunts, looking to clear my mind. It was taken at Edwards Ferry in Maryland. The streaks in the sky are from airplanes flying in and out of Dulles.

Click on the pict for a larger version.

I spent $2.30 and all I got was a 2 1/2 hour Metro ride!

2007-08-03T12:04:00.000-06:00

Metro Metro, how I hate thee, let me count the ways. Oh wait, I can't, it's impossible, there are too many ways I hate you.
So yesterday I get on the Metro at 5:20. I ride the Blue line from Farragut West to Braddock Road. Normally, my commute door to door is less than an hour. Yesterday, it took 2 1/2 hours, thanks to a broken train.

The train broke down conveniently in the tunnel, under the Potomac between Foggy Bottom and Rosslyn. That tunnel is a single track only, meaning both Orange and Blue lines share the track in both directions, which is why there are always so many delays between those two stations. Luckily in our car, the rear one, the A/C was still working, apparently it wasn't in one of them. We waited thirty minutes, while being told every two minutes our wait was almost over, for another car to come and tow us out. The Orange line was stuck directly behind us because of it.

Finally we arrived in Rosslyn and had to get off the train. The overpacked Orange Line was directly behind us and had to wait an additional 10-15 minutes for our train to leave the platform so it could unload. While we waited on the platform, we were told (angrily) that we needed to leave the platform and go upstairs, because more passengers would be getting off on it and the platform was too full. Both the lower level and upper level platforms were full.

Shortly afterwards we were told that shuttle busses were going to take us to the next stations, the ones we were just told were in the problem areas. Then the voice on the loudspeaker told us that the shuttle busses weren't coming and, "I don't know if this is true or not, its a rumor I heard from Central, but the train service will resume shortly. I don't know how true it is." After hating her previous anger filled announcements, I decided I liked our announcer. At least she wasn't trying to sugar coat things by telling us our wait was almost over.
I decided to stay where I was and just wait it out. Finally trains showed up. I am so happy I don't ride the Orange line because as always, those trains were overcrowded, and those people were gonna have to wait several trains before they would be able to get on. Its just the Blue line always seems to have delays.

After 3 packed Blue line trains passed, I decided to move up the platform and get on a train. Much to my surprise, the car I got on was almost empty, with available seats too. I got on that train at 7 pm. It arrived at Braddock Road at 7:20.
Walking home across the field, I noticed that the shopping cart that I had photographed in the football field a couple weeks ago moved. I guess it likes the shade more.

Laura's Baby Shower

2007-07-31T11:42:00.000-06:00

My friend Laura, whom I haven't seen in ten years, had a baby shower July 21. She and Dan have been together for 13 years, basically ever since I have known her. That's pretty amazing, considering a lot of marriages don't make it to 13 months.
Anyways, I am very proud of Laura, and it was great to see her. She and I had a lot of great times in highschool. Its amazing how much life can change in such a short period of time. Ten years isn't too short, but so much has changed since then. Its cool to see how even though you haven't seen someone in so long, you can still hang out with them like it was yesterday.

This is Laura looking at a very cool gift, a glass ball which is supposed to mimick DNA.
Click on it to see more baby shower photos.

Don't cry for me federal attorneys (and torture victims, John Ashcroft, etc.) part dos

2007-07-24T20:36:00.000-06:00

Alberto "Gonzo" Gonzales once again looks like he is gonna cry during a Senate Judiciary Hearing. Here he is getting grilled by Senator Sheldon Whitehouse (D-RI). My new complaint of Gonzales is that he always shows up wearing what looks to be the same suit and tie. This can be very confusing. If I wasn't an organized person I would wonder which hearing he was at denying everything.

I kinda wonder why they bother with Gonzales testifying. He's just gonna deny everything. He's never gonna resign, though I get the feeling he'd like to, but is to chicken. Bush will never fire him, and Congress can't force him out of office. It does provide for great theater though, watching him squirm.

Once again I despise Code Pink. They were rude and disruptive during the whole proceeding. Don't they get it that no one cares about them anymore. I refuse to take their picture, but in this case the sign wound up in the photo anyways. Jedi Master Doug said he liked the photo. That made my day. I feel like Luke Skywalker now, well maybe Lukette. Though I still have much to learn.

That reminds me of what Yoda said in "Episode 1":

"Fear leads to anger, anger leads to hate, and hate leads to suffering."

And for another Gonzo - Gonzo the Great.

W00T

2007-07-11T10:17:00.000-06:00

Check out the nytimes.com. Hopefully this pict is still up.

Metro Fairy

2007-07-10T16:30:00.001-06:00

Normally I don't think that I have the most interesting commute, that is until I decide to photograph it. Then interesting things happen. Last Friday I was coming home on the Metro after gathering audio for the Crow, when I saw this interesting concoction. Feathers. Feathers and peacock feathers too! Turns out these two ladies and a gentleman (not pictured) were on their way home from a photo shoot on the Mall. From what I gathered, the lady in black was supposed to be Icarus.

Normally this is my standard view of my Metro commute. It never seems to change for 26 or more minutes, twice a day, 5 times a week.

Walking back from the Metro I have to go through an athletic field at this school. The other day I saw some dude sleeping under a blanket, except I wasn't too sure if there was someone under the blanket, and if there was, I wasn't too sure if he was sleeping or dead. I didn't check, I was late for work. Later on that day, coming home I saw a cop talking to the guy. I think the guy left behind this, because it seems to have been there ever since:

Despite this rare occurence in my otherwise boring commute, I consider myself to live in a very odd neighborhood that sometimes borders on the surreal. In fact, the above picture probably could have been included in this essay I did about two years ago. Its on my old website that I don't bother to update anymore. I now have a new website which doesn't include that essay.

In other news tomorrow I'm up on the Hill covering Sara Taylor testifying before the Senate Judiciary on the firing of 8 federal prosecutors. That is if she testifies. Bush invoked his executive privilege. Yawn. This behavior from the White House has become so predictable. I can't wait to see what the Code Pink Ladies will be doing for this (not).

I never realized how dangerous fireworks are....

2007-07-05T21:03:00.000-06:00

I never realized how dangerous fireworks are until I saw this picture that I took yesterday:

click on it to see the rest of the pictures on my flickr.

On Independence Eve I went to go see my friend Carol Bui play the other night at the Red and Black.. The opening set was this dude Malonius, who said something very interesting while wishing us a happy Independence Day. At first when he said Happy Independence Day, no one clapped. Then he mentioned how we don't have to celebrate our government, but we should celebrate our Constitution or Declaration of Independence. I agree, though I do think that the Netherlands is probably more free or lenient than we are, but I digress and shall save that for another post, or for Hoi to respond to.
Oh by the way, go to Carol's sight and check out her music. Come to her next show. She is awesome and very beautiful for those of you who need eye candy to look at.

Nature and stuff

2007-06-24T10:15:00.000-06:00

So about a month ago I went for a walk by the Potomac in southern Maryland. Well, I wasn't walking right by the water, but I was close by walking in a field.

I stumbled across a few things and just enjoyed the fresh air. I'm working on a new project, I don't know what it is going to be exactly, but something keeps drawing me to being outside near the water. Which isn't too shabby considering it is summer.

The place I was walking also served as hunting grounds, thus the shotgun shells that were everywhere:

After reaching the end of the field and turning around, I was calm enough to notice the little things around me, like this dragonfly and wormy little fella:

After photographing the wormy little fella I started walking back and stopped in my tracks. At first I thought it was a piece of tire. Then I realized it wasn't. I stared at it, he stared at me and didn't move. I then thought it was dead until I saw its tongue stick out. I walked way out of its path and watched it slither away, his head held up like a cobra.

I went home and looked it up and it turns out he (or she) is a, Eastern Hognosed Snake. They aren't very common, and they aren't poisonous. They do however get mistaken for a cobra all the time because of their flat neck and behavior when threatened. The time I took these pictures is when they are most active during the year (mating season). Needless to say, after seeing the snake I decided to cut the rest of my field trip short. It was the first time I had seen a snake in the wild (besides one in our car when we were traveling across country) and I was pretty freaked.

Btw, the links in the previous post weren't working. So click on the picture to see the photos from the Festival of the Photograph.

Finally I uploaded the images

2007-06-20T14:13:00.000-06:00

These images are from the Festival of the Photograph that was held June 7-9 in Charlottesville, VA. I had an awesome time. The photos are kinda like a travelogue.

Above is Eugene Richards. He is the man.

Biden

2007-06-19T13:10:00.000-06:00

Lately work has been kinda slow. I finished burning DVDs and making a couple of prints. Doug, aka Jedi Master is leaving for vacation next week. Hopefully this means the Crow, aka Steve, aka Yoda, will put my talent to good use.
Speaking of talent and good use - Senator and Presidential Candidate Joe Biden (D-Del) came to visit our offices. When I heard he was there, I thought he had already left. By the time I realized he was still around and I got my camera, he was about out the door. I did manage to get a frame of him before he walked out the door.

I'm about to go through my pictures from the Festival of the Photograph last week. I know, I'm lazy. When I'm finished, I'll post them on here and flickr.

Made in America -NSFW

2007-06-05T22:53:00.000-06:00

For those of you who don't know, I am a bit of a Sopranos geek. I just completed watching the entire show via netflix. This is probably my favorite scene from the show (the intervention part).

And, and ode to one of my favorite characters: Paulie Walnuts

This Sunday is the last episode, evah! I might have to get a life starting Monday.

The Crow is the man.

2007-05-28T23:01:00.001-06:00

Its one thing to see something pre-production, it is another thing to see it finished and published. Last week I had the opportunity to look at my boss's audio silde show and give him some feedback before the final edit/publication. I just saw it on the web for the first time and I have to say I am very proud of my boss. The pictures and audio fit together perfectly and told the story so well.
I could sit here and ramble the statistics of the massive AIDS and drug crisis in DC, and how it seems that nothing is really being done about it. But I don't think that would have the impact of this story. Check it out.

"Washington's Lone Needle Exchange Program."

Graduation

2007-05-21T19:53:00.000-06:00

So now it really is over. The biggest hurdle in my life (so far) I have cleared. And now what? I wonder if I am where I am supposed to be. I keep thinking that I am a slacker, and need to be out constantly taking pictures and should be freelancing in addition to the job I have. A part of me is kinda scared to move forward.
Then there is this other part of me that doesn't want to move forward just yet. I'd like to spend the summer working on projects I have always wanted to do, but have never had the chance. I'd like to be self-motivated. So, in the future, you'll see some pictures of things I'll be working on my own. It will be nice to do something not because it is for class, a teacher, or an editor. I'll be doing it for me. I'll be doing it to get in touch with why I decided to become a photographer in the first place.
Of course, I have to finish watching the Sopranos first. Right now I am at the beginning of Season 6, via Netflix. I used to waitress on Sunday nights, so I never got a chance to get into the show. Now, every Sunday night I watch it with my friends Glen and Meagan. During the week, I watch the other seasons. Like Glen, I believe in setting realistic goals. Btw, I have a movie I did of him that I plan on wrapping up over the summer.
Enough of the rambling. Click on the Harry Potters below to see the my flickr site of my graduation.

This is the end...

2007-05-10T22:27:00.000-06:00

My only friend the end. For some reason this song by the Doors was in my head when I was editing the photos for this entry.

This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end

Of our elaborate plans, the end
Of everything that stands, the end
No safety or surprise, the end
I'll never look into your eyes...again

This is the end.

Click on the picture to see more pictures of the last PJ Class.
As for the last Picture Editing Class, that is here too.
Don't forget Thesis Hanging.

So now, no more Photojournalism class. Two and 1/2 years with the same people, minus 3. I'm not one for nostalgia. There is a part of me that is like big deal. Then there is another part of me that is like, now I have the rest of my life to look forward to. It has taken me 10 years to get to this point. To take the last class of my Bachelors Degree. My dad and I were talking about it today, he mentioned how he was proud of me for not giving up. He had suggested years ago I switch my major, or join the Navy. I never did. I remember in high school him telling me I was as belligerent as my mother. Maybe. Maybe even more.
Things never get accomplished by giving up.
These past two 1/2 years have seen me more stressed and tearful (especially the past six months) than at any other period in my life. I wasn't sad, just nervous, stressed, anxious, upset, worried, etc.
I used to be ashamed of the fact I was so sensitive to things around me. I cried a lot when I was a kid. But now I realize:
We never get great things from insensitive people.

Finality

2007-05-01T23:15:00.000-06:00

I'm doing my finality project on landscapes. I'm trying to tell a story with color. I was driving past Middleburg on Sunday, down a country road with no markings when I passed the remains of what looked to be a dead dog. All that was left was its fur and bones. I'm not going to show you those pictures, because they are too gruesome.
Walking back to my car, I noticed this in the ditch beside the road:

So much work so little time...

2007-05-01T17:36:00.000-06:00

So technically this is my last week of class. Well I have class next week, but this week is the last week of actual work. Work work (my job) is keeping me busy. Right now I am in my El Salvador class, wishing a certain person would stop talking. Harry just showed up with food, so this post is now finished.

One of the many protests being held today, this one outside of Republican National Headquarters.

Tillman

2007-04-25T16:53:00.000-06:00

A lot of times when people find out what I do, they think it is super exciting. For the most part it isn't. Last night I was talking to my grandmother, telling her how work was going. I mentioned the hearing on Jessica Lynch and Pat Tillman. Tillman's mother Mary, and brother Kevin were there testifying on the coverup of Pat's death. It seems that a good portion of the hearings that I have covered have been about people losing a loved one unexpectedly. Very rarely do I get to cover "exciting" things like Gonzales (see previous entry).
Anyways, the one thing that really pulled the strings in my heart was the bracelet that Kevin Tillman was wearing in honor of his brother.

Don't cry for me federal attorneys

2007-04-20T12:02:00.000-06:00

Yesterday I got to photograph the Gonzales hearing with the Jedi Master Doug, whose genius I can only hope I can attain. To quote Beck's song "Ozzy":
[Doug] you're the man...how can I grasp your power?

This is one of the photos I took. I was just waiting for (soon not to be) Attorney General Gonzales to start crying at any moment. Considering the tears I have shed recently, I can't say that I would have blamed him. He was getting a far worse critique than I have ever received. Then again, I don't aid and abet in stripping away civil liberties.

booooook

2007-04-19T23:41:00.000-06:00

so for my class we have to make a book. i am choosing to do my love project, aka "el salvador". previously when i printed, i used watercolor paper. this time i am using luster.
i used to make fun of denny for using luster, and going to the darkside. watercolor saturates the colors just the right way. pinks look really pink, and bright colors are just eye candy. unfortunately, watercolor only comes in 13x19. as much as i love el salvador, i am not ready to make a book that size. since i don't have a paper cutter, i am kinda s.o.l.
so i bought a package of luster, 8.5x11. i admit to succumbing to the darkside.
when my book is finished, i'll post pictures of it. the cover is truly el salvador.
btw, i need to go back there. i keep trying to make my breakfast "tipico" and i fail miserably. i mix chicken broth with the salsa, i bought crema for my beans. nothing tastes like it did down there. the coffee is close, but the rest is bland. maybe if i had a cabana boy to serve me in the morning....
i need sunshine and lots of color. i need people to say "buenos" as we pass each other on the street. washington dc is so monochromatic. i feel used up in this town.

Merecedez, the sweets seller whose products are "con amor y carinos."