From the Whitney Plantation website:
Within the boundaries of the “Habitation Haydel”, as the Whitney Plantation was originally known, the story of the Haydel family of German immigrants and the slaves that they held were intertwined. In 2014, the Whitney Plantation opened its doors to the public for the first time in its 262 year history as the only plantation museum in Louisiana with a focus on slavery. Through museum exhibits, memorial artwork and restored buildings and hundreds of first-person slave narratives, visitors to Whitney will gain a unique perspective on the lives of Louisiana’s enslaved people.
My mom, daughter and I visited the Whitney Plantation in Wallace, Louisiana on the morning of June 30th. I am incredibly grateful to have experienced it with the both of them. It was very emotional, and I’ve had a difficult time summing up our visit adequately, especially after the events of last week. So I highly encourage any and everyone to visit at some point in their lifetime. (more…)
Stunning typography in this collection of violin and guitar string packages. We found these and other miscellaneous parts accompanying an antique violin that belonged to Paul’s uncle. (more…)
Christopher Payne’s Textiles photo series is breathtaking, incredible and unforgettable. Yes, all three of those things, in a seamless combination of the everyday and epic. The series spans the course of the past five years from the Carolinas to New England. The photos filled with staggering volume and repetition are ripe with visual juxtapositions. Neutral settings sprinkled with saturated colors and rigid machines with fine threads of textiles—all set in the seemingly quiet, dream-like world (that’s actually extremely loud according to Payne) of America’s textile manufacturing industry.
We took the kids to Space Center Houston this week and toured a few areas at Johnson Space Center, my dad’s old stomping grounds. It’s been nearly twenty years since I visited. Oddly, everything felt familiar and new at the same time. As a kid I didn’t truly realize the magnitude of innovation that was pouring out of there, right around the corner from our home. JSC was just the place dad went to work everyday and helped send shuttles into space. NBD. I’ve spent the week thinking of so many questions I would ask him now and stories I would have looked forward to hearing.