Photo Journal Entry #1: Jones Chapel

A few weekends ago I got a chance to hang out and spend the night in my hometown of Cullman, Alabama. It’s about an hour north of Birmingham, so nothing too far but it’s rare that I get to spend any significant amount of time there other than a few hours on Sundays visiting family. As I get older I feel more of an urgency and even an obligation to document as much as I can in the area. I spend so much time and effort, driving around and documenting other parts of Alabama that it seems odd that I manage to avoid diving into the place I grew up. 

It’s amazing how much your perception of a place can change over the years. I admit that I used to hate my hometown, like most any other restless kid or young adult. But now, as a 34 year old man, it just feels…different. I see it differently when I’m there. I appreciate the few friends I have left there. The place has come a long way; we have a Starbucks and Publix now. I don’t usually drive through the downtown when I’m there except to stop for coffee. I’m interested in the little things, the county roads and the things that only half exist now. 


The photos in this post were all taken in the Jones Chapel area. My old friend Lyle and I got up and drove out there to visit a couple of flea markets. I hadn’t been in this area in many years and it looks a lot different than I remember.

I do a lot of daydreaming about moving back here one day, so I can explore and document on a consistent basis. I think it’s mostly an overly-romanticized version of what it would really be like, but it sounds nice in theory. 


All images in this entry were taken with an Olympus Infinity Stylus on expired Fujicolor C200 film.

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