Rosie

Final Proposal

For my final project, I have chosen to document Rosie Jarman. She is a 17 year old stylist. She is one of five bloggers for BP (brass plum), and is a member of BP's fashion board. She has many passions and aspirations. I want to document that prime time in your life when you have thousands of dreams, and the world is yours for the taking. She is very inspiring to me, and I want to capture some moments in her life.

History Locations

The Peach Tree:

When I was younger my best friend Linsey and I had a tree right between both of our houses. It was a peach tree, though it hardly ever produced any fruit, and it was out meeting spot. The peach tree brings back some of my fondest memories. It was where all of our adventures began. Every phone call ended, "Meet ya at the peach tree!" There was also a name carved in the sidewalk. It was our tradition that we would step on the name every time we would meet or even walk past it. We were a little superstitious, and thought that if we didn't step on the name something bad would happen. I love this tree and all the memories tied to it. 

The House That Burned Down:

All that's left from this house is the two chimney's and the toilet. I would always drive by this house, and it was always so creepy. So naturally I wanted to snap some photos of it. After a little digging I found that this house burned down in April of 2009 after a grease fire spread throughout the home. This house was built back in the 70's and was abandon by the owner after the fire. The total damage caused by this fire was $400,000. After that it became a major eye sore and safety hazard. They finally ended up tearing it down and no all that stands are the lonely remains. 

Peppermint Place:

The Peppermint Place is an Alpine legend. This also hold a lot of childhood memories for me. 

"Kencraft got its start in 1969 in the home of Ken and Marlene Matheson - their handmade panoramic Easter eggs and icing decorations were an instant hit with friends and neighbors throughout northern Utah. In 1974, Kencraft gained national recognition at a tradeshow in Chicago and this home based business quickly outgrew its capacity. With orders flooding in, Kencraft moved into a manufacturing facility in Alpine, Utah at the base of the majestic Wasatch Mountains where the company remains today.

In 1994 Kencraft, Inc. was purchased by a privately held company that added financial and management strength along with new ideas and products. This infusion of talent and capital spurred Kencraft into new markets including the expansion of manufacturing and sales into Europe, Mexico and Asia. Kencraft's parent company, Dynamic Confections, owns two other confectionery companies: Maxfield Candy Company and Dynamic Chocolates.

The traditions started in 1969 and expanded under new ownership serve as a foundation upon which Kencraft has built a reputation as one of the finest confectionery companies in the world."(http://www.kencraftcandy.com/aboutus)

I used to save up my money and go there and at least once a week. Especially in the summer. My friends and I would ride our bikes get sugar galore. It since has moved from its original location, that was a sad day. It is definitely not the same as it used to be, but it is still fun to go back and reminisce. 

Shattered Dreams

Catey Smith Warner has been a good friend of mine since elementary school. She is also a very talented dancer. She was involved in a car accident last year. It was her last semester at UVU, and she was to graduate with her BFA in dance. She was on her way to school and was hit by a man named Justin Hicken who was driving under the influence. This is her story:

"August 25, 2010 was the first day of school for my last semester before earning my BFA in Dance, Ballet. I was on my way to catch the bus but I got hit by a car while I was still on the sidewalk. I briefly saw a maroonish or reddish SUV heading towards me, next thing I knew, I was in the ambulance, or maybe I was still on the ground, I still don't remember. I remember my leggings, tights, leotard, sweater, and backpack. The scissors felt strange as they grazed my skin. The very first thing I remember thinking was, "That car totally hit me! I really got hit by a car." I was in shock and still can't believe what happened. I then gave the EMTs Jeremy and my mother's phone numbers because I wanted them with me. I also remember wiggling my fingers and toes and discovered that I wasn't paralyzed, I was totally relieved. 

The man who hit me is my same age. He was under the influence of heroine. He drove his truck across two lanes of traffic driving somewhere around 40 mph and almost hit a car head on before he drove over the curb and plowed into me. Witnesses said that I flew over his car and landed 10 feet away under another car's bumper. Justin Hicken was the criminal who hit me. He was even in court for a different DUI the day before. He was only sentenced to three years of probation and a $1300 fine and the worst part is that he still has his license. I will never be as strong as I was before and I will likely never perform again." -Catey Smith Warner

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Infamous Ink

I have loved this project, and the people I have got to know by doing so. All the tattoo artists were so great about everything. I'm sure it wasn't ideal having a camera in your face while tattooing someone. The first day I got there was its grand opening. I had just missed someone getting a tattoo. This pattern of me just missing it happened a lot. Finally on one of the days, two of the guys said they would flip a coin and whoever lost would get the tattoo so I could get some good photos. Fortunately the next time I went there were two tattoos going on. 

So here is a day in the life at Infamous Ink:

Ten Years Later

"It really kinda sucks." Zachary Muse told me, as I asked him about the terrorist attacks on September 11th. Zachary celebrated his first birthday on that fateful September day. Although he can't exactly remember the day itself, the aftermath has definitely made an impact. Since he's really never known anything else but our nation at war I asked him how it has affected him. He responded by saying he was surprised when they finally found Osama Bin Laden, and killed him. He was very happy his reign of terror had ended. I could tell he was intrigued by the idea that good really does prevail in the end.

 "It was the morning of September 11th 2001; I entered the school bus to attend what I thought would be another day in the 8th grade at Mountain Ridge Junior High. I still remember the astonished look on my bus drivers face, as I stepped onto the bus and found a spot to sit. He knew something I didn't. He yelled behind him for silence, "This is a day in history", he shouted.  "Be quiet and listen to the radio!". I listened, but didn't understand.As a young and naive 13 year old girl, I had little knowledge or comprehension of the meaning "terrorist attack". I knew something happened, but the severity hadn't quite sunk in. I was confused. I kept wondering why a plane would fly into a building? Was it an accident, I kept wondering?  I didn't know that it was a deliberate attack against America, and I couldn't understand why anyone would do this.  When I entered the school the news buzzed through the halls like wildfire. My first class was History, and my teacher took the entire class session explaining words like "terrorism" and "Osama bin Laden". It wasn't until after that class that I fully grasped the magnitude of the situation. The radio and television captured every bit of me that day and the next few days after that. I was consumed with sadness, and shattered expectations of a world that didn't seem as kind and wonderful as I once thought it was. I was hurting for the the families that had lost loved ones, and was noticing how much unification took place throughout not only our communities, but our entire nation. Things felt different, and I felt changed in a way. I was suddenly more concerned for our nations well being, and I upheld a stronger patriotism than I ever had before. It was a day that shaped our past, and created our future priorities.

 As September 11th comes each year, I reflect back on that day at school. Every year that passes is another year of healing and betterment of our country. I am forever grateful for the sacrifices made that day, and for the blessing it is to live in America." -Jessica Van Oostendorp

"What stated out as just another day at the office turned out to be a day never to forget. Upon arriving at my office at Utah Valley University, I turned on the radio and booted up my computer, which is what I do each day. I was not paying attention to what was being broadcast on the radio. Then I heard what I thought to be a trailer for a Stephan Spielberg movie. It is then I started paying more attention to what was happening because I wanted to catch the title of the movie for future reference. It then became very clear to me that it in fact this was not a movie trailer but the real thing. A fellow worker had his TV on so I watched as the news media reported the details of what had happened. The entire office was in shock and a very subdued atmosphere was present for the entire day. No one felt like working. My wife called saying she was still watching TV. We discussed the fact this could not happening in the USA, but sadly it was." -Bernell Hofheins