Location of photographs that Louis Dallara has taken.
Cool Cape May
I consider the beautiful town of Cape May my home town. I was in the first class to graduate from Lower Cape May Regional High School in 1962.
I guess that shows how old I am. lol
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cape may prints
Urban Decay Medford Style
Everything including myself is in a steady state of decay only problem is we our not aware of this on going process, that some call urban decay.
Mono no aware (?????), literally “the pathos of things”, and also translated as “an empathy toward things”, or “a sensitivity to ephemera”, is a Japanese term for the awareness of impermanence (?? muj??), or transience of things, and both a transient gentle sadness (or wistfulness) at their passing as well as a longer, deeper gentle sadness about this state being the reality of life.
Camden bridge
A photograph of some iron work on a bridge on Federal street crossing the Cooper River, I visit Camden in hopes to find the spirit of Walt Whitman to live on and inspire my work. One of my rare rainy day shoots.
Do I contradict myself? Very well, then I contradict myself, I am large, I contain multitudes.
Walt Whitman
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This is especially important for photographer:
Keep your face always toward the sunshine – and shadows will fall behind you.
Walt Whitman
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Fast Reliable Service When You Need To Get There On Time… Mellow Yellow
Yellow cabs date back to at least 1798, when the musical comedy, “Cabriolet Jaune” (Yellow Cab), debuted at Paris’ Theatre de l’Opera Comique National. Yellow cabs were known in Paris and London throughout most of the 1800s. A yellow cab company shook up the New York Cab system in the mid-1880s, offering a cheaper, more predictable fares. Some of the first automobile cabs in London, in the 1890s, were yellow electric cabs.
There is always another viewpoint, and I tried to use this black and white photographic of a billboard to illustrate that concept.
There are many viewpoints, and I wonder why we settle for just one way.
another view point
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Photographs from the a visit to the Philadelphia Navy Yard. Home of some of the Navy’s moth ball fleet. Beautiful place and very peaceful quiet.
NJ Capitol Building Rotunda
Politicians at work New Jersey State House
Artwork at the NJ Capitol Building
New Jersey State House
NJ Government at work
Home to the executive and legislative branches of New Jersey government since 1792, the State House is an important historical and architectural monument.
Visitors can see the Governor’s Office, restored rotunda, legislative chambers and caucus rooms.
The NJ State House Annex Once home to the judicial branch, State Museum and Library, the Annex now houses legislative offices and committee rooms where public meetings are held. This historic structure contains many interesting architectural details and commissioned artworks. Located in the basement, the OLS Legislative Information and Bill Room provides legislative
and visitor information.
RIP
Nothing to say about the last of the Delaware Indians, words are sometimes meaningless.
Folk figure. Born Ann Ashatama near Mount Holly, New Jersey, the daughter of Elisha Ashatama. She followed her family’s traditional occupation of basket making, and was considered to be extremely talented. From her home in Indian Mills, she regularly walked a circuit between the towns of Vincentown or Medford, selling her wares. Some of her basketry survives in area museums and on display at the Shamong Municipal Building. She married twice, her second husband was John Roberts, and her son John, Junior, died in service during the Civil War. Ann subsisted on basket making, berry picking, and a small pension. Many years after her death, the Burlington County Historical Society installed a marker indicating that she was considered to have been the last Lenape living in the county.
Burial:
Tabernacle Cemetery
Tabernacle
Burlington County
New Jersey, USA
The Tabernacle Cemetery located directly across the street from Town Hall is also in the history books as the resting place for the “Last of the Delaware’s” Indian Ann, considered to be the last Lenape living in the area. Indian Ann was buried there in 1895.
Some times an image provokes a thought or an idea which is a good thing. The image of the road less traveled made me think of the roads
NOT taken, but there is still time.
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;Then took the other, as just as fair
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that, the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
Fine Art Photographer who specializes in landscape photography of the New Jersey Pine Lands.
