at this rate, I’ll be using a stone slab and a chisel by the time I’m 50

Not content with fountain pens and WWII-era typewriters, I’ve started using dip pens when I write letters. Actually, I am not new to them. When I was a teenager, my best friend gave me a glass dip pen for my birthday, and I used it for several years (mostly to write in my journal, as I wasn’t into the whole epistolary thing back then) until the tip broke off.

I bought a pewter dipping pen at Papier Plume shortly after I moved to Louisiana, mostly for aesthetic reasons. (Side rant: I’ve gotten pretty sick of the ubiquitous fleurs-de-lis since moving to Louisiana, but I liked it on the pen. Mine has an olive green feather.) I bought a couple bottles of calligraphy ink (walnut and moss green–earth tones seem to suit the medium better; PP makes and bottles their own) and did use it a couple of times. But the nib they stuck on it was super sharp and pointy–like, you could put someone’s eye out with that thing–and I had too many problems with it catching on the paper and spraying ink all over it (and my hands and the desk and whatever shirt I was wearing at the time).

I figured they could probably recommend a better nib for someone who a) prints, rather than writes and b) tends to hold a pen like they’re trying to strangle it. But I didn’t get back to the store until this past Labor Day weekend, although I’ve been buying sealing wax and fountain pen ink off their website. The woman who works there suggested 2 different nibs: one with a flat tip, like a calligraphy pen; and one with a ball-tip. They both worked out beautifully, and the flat nib can even be used on ordinary lined binder paper.

So when I went back last weekend, I bought another of each type, just so I have spares–dip nibs don’t last forever. I also bought a bottle of their peacock blue ink, which is hands down my favorite shade of blue–and since joining the Goulet Pens Ink Drop, believe me when I tell you that I have tried a LOT of different blues. I’ve been using the fountain pen ink and wanted it in calligraphy ink. And I bought a bottle of gold calligraphy ink, which is not as frivolous as it may sound, as I actually use metallic ink quite often, to address dark-colored envelopes. Also fine, maybe I have some half-assed idea of doing illuminated letters in my correspondence.

I also bought this dip pen (in bronzed pewter with a burgundy feather), which I am not even going to try to defend, I don’t in any way need a second pen. Design aside, it’s the exact same pen. I APOLOGIZE FOR NOTHING! In fact, I plan on buying this pen as well, just as soon as I can get it with a dark blue feather.

Pink Slim Dress: Cypress Grove & Greenwood cemeteries, NOLA

I thought this wide-angle camera worked especially well to convey the impressive scope of Greenwood in particular. Some of the photos focused on a particular tomb, but in the background you could still see the rest of the cemetery stretching waaay the hell out.


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I don’t know whose tomb this is, but clearly they were fucking bad-ass. Not only is the tomb recessed in a hill, like a Hobbit house, but there is a GIANT METAL BUCK perched atop it. New Orleanians do death in STYLE, man.


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Repetition.


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These are the aforementioned Slark family tombs. They look all medieval and shit.


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You can not escape the Mardi Gras beads anywhere in this city.


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i shouldn’t have to work if there’s no mail

I had a super busy weekend, although I wasn’t out late either night and thought I was getting enough sleep. Clearly that is not the case, as I forgot to unlock the front doors at work this morning, and am making crazy spelling errors–instead of “daily calls”, I nearly sent out an email titled “daily spells”. Seasonal!

ANYWAY. Saturday was the fall festival in Denham Springs, a little town across the river from Baton Rouge. I went to the spring festival earlier this year, and it was pretty lamesauce, and this was a nearly exact repeat of that one. But! The real reason to go is that it’s in the town’s “Antiques Village”. The original downtown area is nearly all antique stores: the old bank, the old movie theater, the old boarding house. And they always have sales during the festival.

I mostly bought stuff for other people, but I did add a new camera to the collection: a Kodak Brownie Bull’s-Eye (the earlier black model made from 1954-1958). I don’t really need another 620 camera, but it’s the “younger sibling” of my Kodak Brownie Hawkeye. (The Bull’s-Eye has some differences though, mainly in not being a fixed-focus camera and also taking 8 6×9 cm exposures instead of 12 6×6 cm ones.) I love owning camera “families”; I also have 2 late generation Land Cameras (the Button and the Rainbow), and both the Argus Matchmatic and the Argus C3.


The flash that I got with my Hawkeye works on both models.

And on Sunday it was back to New Orleans to pick up my photos from the push pin show. NOPA sent out an email late last week that was kind of unclear, I thought it was saying that if we didn’t pick our photos up from HomeSpace Gallery on Saturday they would be at the NOPA gallery on Sunday. They had already told us that if we didn’t pick them up by Sunday, they would be thrown out. I wanted to eat brunch at Elizabeth’s, which is in the Bywater, same neighborhood as HomeSpace. I knew they’d have a long wait, so I gave my name, fought my way across the French Quarter traffic to the NOPA gallery in the Lower Garden District… and was told no, they’re still at HomeSpace. They had trouble finding “sitters” for the gallery so I could pick them up at NOPA “later”. Except I couldn’t, because I DON’T LIVE IN NEW ORLEANS. It’s a 2 1/2 hour drive, I can’t just drop by any time I feel like it.

(Side rant: People in Louisiana are very provincial, in that they tend to forget that the place they live in is not the only place that exists. I used to think it was a small town/country thing, but people do it in NOLA all the time. I’m constantly having to remind NOPA members that I don’t live in the city.)

So I go BACK to Elizabeth’s, thinking great, I could have just slept in and saved a bunch of gas. But as I’m eating my strawberry cream cheese stuffed French toast and praline bacon (worth a 2 1/2 drive, truth be told), I decide I might as well check the gallery, since it’s just a few streets away. They were open, I got my photos, much mental eye-rolling ensued. Communication in that group is not crackerjack.

And on this NOLA trip I think I discovered the nexus of the universe: Cypress Grove, Greenwood, Odd Fellows, and the Masonic cemeteries are all at the intersection of Canal and City Park Avenue.

The only way the Slark tombs could be more impressive is if the family had been named Stark. THINK ABOUT IT.

Greenwood may be the largest cemetery I’ve ever been. There are a lot of beautiful monuments in the front, but as you drive in–yes, it’s so big that you can DRIVE AROUND IN IT, IT HAS ITS OWN STREETS–the tombs get newer and start to have a sameness. Still, taken as a whole it’s pretty cool. With the streets and the above-ground tombs that look like tiny houses, it’s easy to see where the phrase “cities of the dead” for NOLA cemeteries comes from.

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submission: CURRENTS 2012

Hurricane Rita totally destroyed my grandparent’s house in 2005. When I moved to Louisiana 5 years later, there was nothing left. I took this series of photos in and around the village of Henry, LA to remind myself that the storm didn’t destroy everything.

I’m more nervous than usual about this submission, because I can’t help but think that my habit of using so many different cameras is going to count against me. Like the judge will look at it and go “Ugh WTF, this is all over the place”. But hey, I am the kind of photographer than I am. I’M A FREE FUCKING SPIRIT, YOU CAN’T CHAIN ME TO ONE CAMERA!!

 


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This exhibit will be displayed during PhotoNOLA at the Ogden Museum of Southern Art. It would be a personal milestone to be in a museum, and a LOT of people would see my work. Notification is October 15th!

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Brownie Hawkeye w/ flipped lens: St. Roch Cemetery in the Bywater

 


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