Sunday, November 29, 2009

A Forgotten Southern Home

On Friday, Mama and I took the longer way home, which is going down #1 Highway a little further. On the right, I looked over and saw what looked like a very old house. I was immediately curious on if I could get there, and asked Mama the next day if we could go by there on Saturday (28 November). We got there around 1:30pm, and below is a photograph I made which is how you see this forgotten house from the road. There was no way we could get there through the front. Although it was only about a five minute drive from back home to there, it took us a good ten minutes to walk from the side of this house to the back. We still had to walk through tons of briars and overgrowth.


Once I looked at the back of the house, I began to take some self portraits while Mama was scouting out the place. I was intrigued by the mirror which was right beside this doorway I am in.

I did my best in trying not to move the briars too much because I wanted the same feel in the photographs as I was feeling in real life. Just looking through these images make my heart race again and this beautiful find that seems to be forgotten.

When I first entered the home, I felt spooked. Everything was so eerie because everything from shoes to wigs and even a SCE&G electric bill from 1966 for $11.36 was on the floor. Shown above was a room I spent the most time in. On the far right, you can see a wig and on the mantle there is a purse and bottle which Mama ended up taking with us on the way back.

This is in the same room as the fireplace. As you can see, there is a coat still hanging even after many decades. The light in this house was perfection in my eyes, and I tried to savor it as much as I could with photographs.

This room still had clothes hanging on a rod and on the opposite wall there were many other dresses. I ended up taking one of the dresses which I believe was handmade because there are no labels. I am hoping Mama can fix it up enough to where I can have one of my friends model it off. Mama was very quick to say how the woman who owned these clothes was very stylish. I fully agreed.

There was such a sad story within this house, but it was also bittersweet. After rain, humidity, rats, birds, and whatever this house has experienced after its abandonment, I can just imagine the book it could read to us. It already spoke so much to me that I hope to dive into its story again in the future.

Around the time this photograph was being made, Mama was in the opposite room where she was finding these old bottles behind a piece of the wall. Two of them were caster oil, which she wondered why they had to be hidden. It was so great seeing her determined to get those finds. When she got the biggest bottle she wanted pried away, I remember seeing her face and just saying "Wow" in utter amazement. I still laugh and poke fun at her because she thought we would never be able to get to this house, but I remember very well telling her we cannot quit. I'm glad I was determined.

I believe I really would have loved this coat in its day.

I really love this photo I made of Mama posing with one of the purses she found. What history and power and emotion.


This was a photo I made before Mama and I made the journey through the briars again to my car. I do not think I'll ever forget this house. What an adventure. I hope you enjoyed this journey through photographs.

Always,
Des'ola

Monday, November 9, 2009

Black & White Weekend

Here are some photographs from the weekend I decided to make in black & white:

This is a self portrait on a stump which was very uncomfortable. It was a great china berry tree, but about a year and a half ago back home there was a terrible windstorm and it ended up taking this tree right out of the ground. I processed the photos from this spot in color, but this was one I really loved in black & white.

This is one of the calves my dad has. The young bull was very friendly and I got close enough to him to make this with him. The mother was very close by.

This is a favorite photograph. I wish I knew the name of this horse, but it is located somewhere near Monetta, South Carolina.

This is another horse in the same field as the one above.

This is a random post, but I had to post these images. Thanks everyone!

-Des'ola


Heather as Webworms

Continuing my specialization portfolio, I was inspired by webworms. My best friend, Heather, was an amazing girl to model for me. I used tulle cloth and the spider-web material that is sold during Halloween to create a webworm-like illusion. Here are a few of my favorites:




Another thanks goes to Mama, who always is an amazing assistant with me. She held the ladder when I was photographing Heather and helped to keep things in place.

Thanks for the inspiration.

-Des'ola

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

With Ashley Brokop on Halloween

This past weekend on Halloween I had the great opportunity to shoot with Ashley Brokop. I was the second photographer with her at this beautiful wedding on King Street at the William Aiken House.

Here are some of my favorites from the wedding.


I really loved the history which filled the William Aiken House.


This is documentation of seeing my first harp in real life.

These were the groom's handwritten vows. I did keep my word on saying I would not read them until after the wedding. When I was editing this photograph, I read them and I had tears to fill my eyes.


I found this little boy quite amusing. He kept this pose for the group shot, and I decided to zoom in on just him. I think he'll be a heartbreak when he gets older.


It was amazing to see how Ashley directs the brides for a photograph. I learned a lot from her spending a few hours watching and experiencing how she photographs and connects with her subjects.

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Thank you again, Ashley, and I look forward to photographing with you again!

-Des'ola

Monday, November 2, 2009

Early Morning at the Stables with Stacy

I had the privilege to go with Stacy Pearsall to the stables where she keeps her horse, Sir Prize, on Halloween morning. I photographed and made some video for part of my Photojournalism II photo essay on Stacy. I wanted to share just a few of the photographs from my experience. I also was able to ride Sir Prize before I left which was quite the experience since I have never rode a horse without someone guiding the horse. I've always loved horses, but now I know even more why people love them. It's an amazing therapy when you're riding a horse. All of my stress I have had melted away for those moments (this was after I got over my nerves!).

I won't go into much detail with the photos, as I'll more than likely post my photo essay video when everything is done, which will be in a few weeks. Just in advance, thank you Stacy for being my inspirational subject!



I really love this (Stacy Pearsall and her husband, Andy Dunaway).




-Des'ola