Category Archives: Black and White

A foggy morning in the Delta

It was the last day of my trip to the Delta to hang out with a bunch of photo friends and the plan was to get checked out of the Shack Up Inn at 8 a.m. and do some more riding around and photos with my buddy.  I set my alarm for 6:30 so I could have a leisurely shower and get my stuff packed and triple check the room for chargers left behind, or whatever. For some reason, I woke just before the alarm and looked out the window to see some dew on the window. I got up to look out and saw it. FOG! I texted Lowry to see if he was up and tell him about the FOG!  I jumped into some clothes, brushed my teeth and grabbed my bag to head towards where his shack was. All plans to pack etc were ditched, because, you know, FOG! Lowry was up and we were on the road in no time. I wanted to get some photos of the church right across from the Inn, and we did that, then Lowry suggested we try for the swamp right up the road a bit. It was a gold mine!  We did some more riding around, found some cool trees and shot them for a bit, then the fog started to lift. We both knew the photos from that morning would make the trip. I’ll let you judge.

Blue Chevy truck on the ground of the Shack Up Inn, Clarksdale MS
Probably one of the most photographed trucks in Mississippi, it’s on the grounds of the Shack Up Inn. I had to work the angles to avoid capturing the newer cars parked behind it and preserve the idea this could have been shot in the 60s.
Lone tree in fog near Clarksdale MS
So, I didn’t really love any of the church photos in the fog. This tree next to it works for me though. I liked the differing textures on the ground in front and the silhouette of the tree itself.
lone tree in fog separated from his neighbors
I liked the separated tree being apart from the others
Trees pointing to another tree in the foggy swamp near Clarksdale MS
I took advantage of the reflections and the trees to create the stripes in the photo. I liked the downward slope of the trees on the left pointing to the lone tree on the right
Foggy swamp scene near Clarksdale MS
Loved the Silhouettes
Swampy sunrise near Clarksdale MS
Same scene as the earlier photo, just a slightly different angle. I liked the sloping line that kind of creates a triangle on the left side of the photo.
Swamp scene in fog near Clarksdale MS
Loved the shapes and reflections
Sun and containers in fog near Clarksdale MS at railroad crossing
This is what I was shooting when the truck came by
Truck going over railroad crossing in Fog near Clarksdale MS
This truck was coming down the road, and I only had one chance to get this. Loved the shapes
Color version of the B&W
Color version of the B&W below
Two trees separated in the fog
Two trees separated in the fog
Barren tree and field in fog near Clarksdale MS
We were cruising by and had to stop for this scene. It reminded me of a movie scene.
Mississippi delta fog and sunlight in trees
This looks like stage lights being set

More Fuji x100s Black and White photos in the Delta

Black and white mail boxes, one with bullet hole
I guess this old mailbox needed some ventilation. Loved the shapes
Crossroads near the Dockery Plantation
This is one of the crossroads that may have inspired Robert Johnson’s song about selling his soul to the devil to learn to play music. This one is near the Dockery Plantation. There are at least 4 crossroads that have this story attached. The intersection of 49 and 61 near Clarksdale Mississippi was not in existence at the time Johnson was alive. Some folks ignore that fact when they say that was the one.
Robert Johnson's headstone
Some text RJ wrote before he died
Robert Johnson's headstone with mementoes
Some folks visited Robert Johnson’s grave and left their respects.
Church from the movie "the Help"
This is the church used in the movie “the Help”

I lost an old friend in the Delta

My buddy Lowry and I have been photographing this old church near Nita Yuma Mississippi in the Delta for a while. The church was the Methodist Episcopal Church and it was built in 1878. This last trip down was a few weeks after gravity and time took their final toll. It’s stupid to be emotional about a place long abandoned I suppose, but, there you go. I suppose I like taking photos of old places because they have character and have stood the test of time. When I see these old places, I imagine the excitement that was in the community as they were being built and readied for occupancy, then the joy as they finally opened. I wonder what happened to the folks that used to come every Sunday and then started petering out. How the last minister felt as he gave the last service there, closed the door and walked away.

While we were there, Lowry and I talked about how it was like losing an older relative. We knew it was coming, but, it’s hard to see and have happen. There’s a true sense of loss for me and this old place… In some ways, these old buildings are a metaphor for my own place in the world. I’ve still got a lot of years (I hope!) but some days I wonder about the state I’m in! LOL

Remains of an old church after it fell down in Mississippi

Abandoned church that succumbed to time and fell down recently
The church finally fell