A couple of weeks ago, I took a quick trip up to Arkansas to visit Mom. I took the long, pretty way again, and on the way up, I spotted a sign for Honey Grove, Texas, and decided to pop in for a visit… Continue reading “Honey Grove at P30”
For the October installment of the #DeltaDefJam, I shot another roll of Delta 3200. This time, instead of pushing it to 6400, I exposed it at EI 1000 and developed it normally, partly hoping for smoother grain, mostly on the recommendation of @Adi W:
Delta 3200 at 1000, dev back at 3200 or even 6400
— Adi W ✈ (@adiw1202) October 3, 2017
Thanks! And, well… it was interesting, at least.
Why am I surprised? I mean, I guess I’m not, really, but if I remember my history correctly, absolutely no Civil War activity happened in or around Dallas. Sure, there were naval blockades down south, and some skirmishes along the Mexico border and over around Louisiana, but nothing in this part of Texas. So why a monument? It’s a relatively early one too, raised by the Daughters of the Confederacy on June 25, 1896 according to a dedication carving on the base.
I don’t recall being aware of it before I looked at the WorldWide Photo Walk route on Gmaps, and I determined to photograph it before it gets torn down.
Surely the proudly multicultural City of Dallas would want to remove that thing, right? I mean, it’s right next to the Convention Center, after all.
I walked around it and shot at the various statues of dead people and tried to keep from shouting profanity or or spitting on anything. Each of the four corners has a statue of some
traitor dead general or the “president” of those traitorous the Confederates. They’re not very well done, but maybe they’re just old and weatherbeaten. The Jefferson Davis one is particularly cartoonish.
And the whole thing is topped with a random soldier.
After wandering around the thing for a bit, wondering just what it was doing there and when it would get demolished, I paused to show it the proper respect before getting on with the photowalk.
Racist ideology has no place in the United States in the Twenty-First century. Maybe it was ok in 1896 (or 1961, when the city moved it out of the way of I35), but not now.
Has it really been 2 years since I attended the WorldWide Photo Walk? I guess so… I’m not sure where I was or what I was doing last year, but I probably had something better to do, but from various blog posts around that time, I don’t see anything. Maybe I just missed it, or maybe I was feeling sick of photowalks or something.
But when the announcement came out back in August, I was quick to sign up, and even though it was my third photowalk in as many weeks (Waxahachie on 9/23; Polacon Denton Walk on 10/1), I was excited and ready… Continue reading “WorldWide Photo Walk 2017”
Holga Week 2017 went down the week of July 17-23, and I had a blast with my Holga F-Mount lens on the Nikon FG. I’ve shot with the lens before, on the D7000 and on film too, but this time, I really enjoyed it. If you missed this year’s edition, keep your eye out: God willing, it’ll roll around again in 2018. Continue reading “Holga Week!”
Today, I’m thankful for solidity. Flexibility has it’s place, for sure, but sometimes we need something to fix to, some firmness, certainty, some hard and fast rules. Continue reading “Solidity”
Today, I’m grateful for recycling, for our recognition that Allah’s creation (here on Earth, anyway) is finite and worth reusing, for the understanding that old things can be given new life. Continue reading “Recycling”