Pink Slim Dress: Napoleonville, LA

February’s meetup was actually yesterday. We met in Napoleonville, the seat of Assumption parish. It’s a cute little town of less than 700, and apparently so boring that teenagers can’t think of anything better to do on their weekends than wander around town beating stop signs with sticks.

 


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This little Episcopal church was built in the 1850s, and Union soldiers stabled their horses in it during the Civil War.

 


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There’s always a cemetery on the agenda.

 


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The doors were tiny. They just barely cleared my head, and I’m only 5’4″.

 


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We found this ornamental concrete place that was like someone on a giant meth bender with an unlimited supply of concrete made an acre of statues and fountains all at once.

 


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This was where we were going to eat lunch, but it turned out to be closed on Sundays, so we found the local Dairy Queen rip-off.

The last weekend of this month is our first annual road trip, to Mississippi. I’m very excited!

Lomographers of Acadiana: Faubourg Marigny, New Orleans

I wanted to have a meetup in New Orleans when it got cold enough (although of course it managed to be like 76 degrees the day we went), and I wanted to have it in a neighborhood that’s NOT the French Quarter. Don’t get me wrong, I like the French Quarter, but it’s the only part of the city I ever get to see. Well, once I rode the streetcar through the Garden District. And I think St. Louis Cemetery No. 1 is technically in Mid-City.

The Marigny is the next neighborhood upriver (I think? I have a terrible sense of direction. It might be downriver.) from the French Quarter and is generally thought to be like how the Quarter was before it got devoured by drunk tourists.

 


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The center of the Marigny is Washington Square Park. There’s a sign at the entrance admonishing people not to bring dogs, bicycles, or alcoholic beverages into it. So naturally, every single person you see has at least one of those things. That pretty much sums up New Orleans.

 


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I could shoot entire rolls of nothing but porches and front doors in New Orleans. The Marigny has a lot of Creole-style housing, one of the hallmarks of which is bright colors.

 


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I took this in Island of Salvation Botanica. It’s one of the few non-touristy Vodou shops in the city (they didn’t have any Voodoo dolls). Normally I’m very shy about photographing in retail or religious establishments, and this was both; but one of the reasons I formed the meetup group was for moral support in situations like this. I bought a bottle of perfume, so I was a customer and not just some rube who wandered in off the street.

 


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There was a “wellness center” next to the botanica, and it had a cute little band playing. Welcome to New Orleans: there’s always a band playing somewhere. (I put $5 in their tip box. My personal photographic code requires tipping of public artists whenever you photograph them.)

 


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St. Peter & Paul Catholic Church wasn’t on the itinerary, but I saw the top of the building in the distance and it looked interesting. It’s been closed since 2001, although I couldn’t find out any info why.

I also shot 2 rolls in the Brownie Hawkeye. I did the lens flip mod on it beforehand, so I’m eager to see how it turned out.

Lomographers of Acadiana: Harvest Festival in New Roads, LA (Lomo LC-A+)

 


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audubon aquarium of the americas

I’ve been trying to find indoor shoots for the meetup group, for obvious reasons. This was supposed to be last month’s, but no one was able to go. The aquarium in New Orleans is no Monterey Bay or Steinhart, but it’s a good way to spend an afternoon.

Some of these were taken with Kodak Portra 400VC, which I recently found out has been discontinued. “VC” stood for “vivid color”, as opposed to “NC” or “natural color”, which has also been discontinued. Kodak merged both into one film, so basically now there’s only one choice that’s too dull to be vibrant, and too bright to make good portraits. Don’t you love it when giant corporations mess with something that was already perfect and wind up with something no one wants to use?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

lomographers of acadiana: chauvin, LA

We met a week early this month because Hope has something going on next week. We met at CoCo Marina, and I can personally vouch for their crawfish pies.


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There was yet another cemetery on the itinerary–this one was a little different because it was built on an Indian burial mound. Which just seems like bad juju to me. Haven’t these Cajuns ever seen Poltergeist?


Elpege Picou Cemetery 1, originally uploaded by pinstripe_bindi.

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Elpege Picou Cemetery 2, originally uploaded by pinstripe_bindi.

But the highlight was the Kenny Hill Sculpture Garden. It’s a really fascinating piece of religious folk art that took a decade to construct and was abandoned by its maker. The Kohler Foundation rescued it–you know Kohler, they make kitchen and bathroom fixtures? One of the heirs of that fortune set up a foundation to rescue and restore folk art. They bought the property, cleaned up the statuary, then gave it to Nicholls State University.

3rd time’s the charm

My third Lomographers of Acadiana meetup was groovy. Hope, the girl who joined immediately after I formed the group, came and she brought her girlfriend. She shoots a Diana F+ and she has all the different lenses; she can use them on her digital, too. Another girl joined a couple weeks ago, but she lives in Denham Springs and I don’t know how many meetups she’ll make. I hope some of them, because she’s a Polaroid enthusiast like me.

I picked a location in Iberville Parish, which wasn’t as far as Hope to drive, she lives in Baton Rouge. I don’t even know how I heard about Bayou Goula, I think I was trying to find out if there any ghost towns in Louisiana. It was mentioned as such on a couple old Geoshitties-esque websites, but really it’s just a couple of old foundations in an otherwise lively community. It’s really small and rural, of course.

We went to an old cemetery and the world’s smallest church (although there are like 20 churches in the world vying for that title). It was built in 1903 and looks like a tool shed with a steeple. It’s 8′ x 8′ and basically you walk in and boom, there’s the altar. There’s no pews. They only hold mass there one day a year; the rest of the time they leave the key in the mailbox for anyone who wants to use it, which I find charmingly trusting.

I don’t have any photos yet (except the Holgaroids I shot), because I stupidly took the film to Rite Aid, only to find out once I’d dropped it off that they don’t develop in house and I have to wait at least a week. Hmrph. But yesterday was so beautiful, and watching Hope use her Diana F+ made me realize I hadn’t used mine in months, so I slapped the 35mm back on mine and shot a roll around Henry and Bancker, and a few in Magdalene Square.

be my fucking friend, damn it!

So it occurred to me last week that maybe I should look for Meetup groups in Baton Rouge, which is a lot closer than New Orleans (a little over an hour’s drive as opposed to 2 1/2). And I found a couple to join: a happy hour/brunch one (and it’s hosted by a black woman, which eases any sadly warranted trepidation I feel re: large gatherings of white people in this state, ie. that there’s always going to be at least one racist teatard fuckball who insists on bloviating about secession and Obama being a seekrit moozlim turrist, because they assume all white people feel the same), and one for people who do crafts to get together and… craft.

I kept wishing there was a local Lomography group (fat chance, there’s only like a dozen worldwide), because sometimes I feel really weird about just wandering around on my own with a camera. Then I realized: duh, why don’t I just form one myself? So that’s what I did. I paid for 6 months, and I figured probably at the end of that time no one would have joined and I’d just shut it down. Then someone joined the next day. She said her girlfriend gave her a Diana for Christmas, which, unless she’s using a charmingly old-school term for “platonic friend of the same gender”, means she’s gay. Which — and I apologize to any of my gay friends who feel like I’m exoticizing y’all or anything (remember: I am from the Bay Area and gay people are about as exotic as Golden Retrievers to me) — but it means we probably have a baseline similarity in social values to start from. I mean, I hear tell of the elusive Conservative Homosexual, but I have yet to actually meet one.

She lives in Livingston Parish, which is just east of Baton Rouge and kind of far, and she hasn’t RSVP’d to our inaugural meetup. Which I decided to have in St. Martinville, as it’s “the birthplace of Cajun culture”. So it’s entirely possible the meetup will consist of me having a cup of coffee all by myself. Still, the place allegedly serves great beignets, St. Martinville is a beautiful town I’ve been meaning to re-visit, it’s supposed to be sunny and I have a brand new camera (late Christmas present from my parents). So I don’t think the day will be a total waste of time, whatever the results.

Hey, at least I’m trying. I’m not gonna just hole up in my room and wish I could meet some people I don’t violently disagree with.

On a related note, I’ve discovered there is a no-kill cat and dog shelter in Carencro, a satellite community of Lafayette. I’m going to call next week and see about volunteering once a week after work. I miss being around animals. Animals don’t care that the president’s black or ask you what you thought of last night’s O’Reilly Factor.

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