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fontenot + family, 1961
This is the St. Ann’s Old Cemetery, which might mean you have to be old to be buried here. Or – and this might be slightly more likely – this cemetery got full and St. Ann got herself a new place.
Numa and Emily Fontenot, who were born in the 1860s, were pioneer settlers of Mamou. They had ten children (and needed a giant family tomb).
And I can tell you that their son Duma had a festive party in 1963 for his 77th birthday. According to the Ville Platte (Louisiana) Gazette, the party featured “homemade cakes, egg nog and other refreshments…(A) french band also provided music for dancing and merry-making.”
Mamou, Louisiana
photographed 10.22.2017
the general
This photo was made in 2017, and even then it felt like dollar stores were everywhere.
But that was nothing compared to how it is now.
Many small towns don’t have real grocery stores any more, just dollar stores without produce or fresh meat, but with plenty of shelf-stable stuff that’s over processed and unhealthy. Oh, and runaway yellow carts all over the place.
Rayne, Louisiana
photographed 10.21.2017
reservoirs of death
I was looking back through a batch of old pictures that were taken on two different trips to the Acadian parishes of Louisiana; there were a lot of images that were…not good. I like to think that in the ten years since I made those trips, I’ve learned a thing or two about photography, and maybe I have.
This starts a series of Louisiana images, all of which are edited in not my normal style – some times I feel like branching out.
Anyway, here’s a mausoleum that I found in a place called Mowata.
near Mowata, Louisiana
photographed 1.10.2016
i am not clear on what was happening
I saw this one drizzly morning. It looked sort of…combustible…so I kept going.
Or, what I mean to say is that I made a few photos and THEN kept going. But you knew that part.
New Orleans, Louisiana
photographed 4.12.2023
morning light
I am fortunate that my real job gives me travel opportunities and I try to always use these work trips to grab a few photos.
I saw this scene one morning in New Orleans, only about three blocks from where I worked when I was in grad school. In those days, way up on the fourth floor of an office building, we had a daily view of construction of one span of the bridge you can see here. I’d never seen it from this angle before, and how nice of the sunlight to land right there on that little piece of wall…sometimes NOLA will hand you a gift.
New Orleans, Louisiana
photographed 4.14.2023
One Day | One Image 