This mansion was built on top of the Indian mound back in the mid 1800s. The Church is just a few hundred yards from the mansion.
Water is integral to the Mississippi delta. From the rain or from the river. It’s part of the timeless water cycle. Long after these buildings are gone, the rains will continue to come.
These photos were done using a Leica camera and Tri-x film. A classic combination!
On my recent trip to Mississippi and Memphis with my buddy, Lowry we took the chance to go see the Columns of Windsor near Port Gibson Mississippi. We arrived early in the morning and found beautiful light spilling on a magnificent old tree next to the entry road to the site. I knew there were some beautiful photos to be had. The tree probably wasn’t old when the mansion was built in the 1850s and might have seen the mansion burn in 1890. I love how the Holga camera shows things on film. The trees and columns prove my point!
These photos all have a dream like quality to them. I like the fact you have to fill in some of the gaps. On some digital files, the crystal clear sharpness is cold and too perfect.
When I got back from the trip, I sent the film into the lab for processing and scanning and racked up a nice little fee. I thought it would be an interesting experiment to offer to sell photos for half price, before they were even developed. I made the offer on Facebook and had a few folks take me up on it. I took that as a major compliment! These are some of the photos from that collection.
This church is in the process of returning to the Earth. I’ve been there several times with Lowry and he’s been there many more times than that. It has visibly gone down hill in the last year or so. Anyways, we were heading from Natchez up to Memphis to meet up with some other photographers and we were going back and forth on going by to see this. Finally I said I’d like to see what was there, especially in the rain. We got there and the wind was blowing the rain sideways into the car, half way across the dash. We got a routine for rolling down the window and then rolling it right back up while we regrouped or chimped. I couldn’t chimp my film cameras, but work with me here.
Here are three different looks of the same scene, taken minutes apart, with my Holga and two other cameras.
