The ¬†television talking heads seem disappointed. As of 9am, NOAA still hasn’t declared Isaac to be a hurricane. It can’t seem to get organized and there is a real problem even identifying the eye. At this point, maximum wind gusts are 70 mph. 74 mph makes it a weak category One hurricane. However, there is dry air in front of the storm which seems to be causing further disorganization. The storm is very slow-moving, at about 7 mph and it is still headed toward New Orleans. Sort of. We expect about 30 hours of wind and heavy rain. Note that word. Expect. No weather person has been right yet. We will have some flooding. But, nothing like the floods that occurred during Hurricane Katrina. And, certainly not the devastation. Likely we will lose power. For how long? Depends on the damage and where it occurred. Often, if the power loss is wide-spread we also lose water. So, we fill our bath tubs to help with other issues. ūüôā

This picture. Boy, I wish tropical storms and hurricanes were this pretty. But, they aren’t. This image was made in Reno, Nevada. In the early winter, just a few weeks before snow season.

By the way, for storm updates from further upriver, please have a look at my fellow blogger’s work who is known as Cookiemomma. She can be found at She’s sort of the real deal. She’s a Cajun and proudly claims her heritage.

For those of you who follow me, I suspect I will be a little incommunicado¬†for the next couple of days or maybe more as I leave¬†New Orleans while Hurricane Isaac approaches. By tomorrow morning, the low-lying areas like Grande Isle will be under mandatory evacuation. Both the governor and mayor have already declared a state of emergency. They have activated the Louisiana National Guard. As I drove through Uptown tonight every gas station had huge lines. Magazine Street was eerily quiet. There is already a noticeable police presence. Fortunately, I’m not going far. About four hours. Lexington, Mississippi. We’ll still get heavy rain and some wind, but we’ll have power. Isaac will make landfall on 29 August. Seven years to the day that Katrina blew through and caused such misery.

This picture. After Katrina, I re-located to Lake Charles, Louisiana. A couple of weeks later, along came Hurricane Rita. I headed north, all the way to Mountain Home, Arkansas we found refuge at a Best Western who allowed pets. Even though I arrived at 3am after an 18 hour drive, I was wide awake at 6am. When I arrived the parking was empty, by 6am the lot was full with cars from Louisiana. I decided I needed to take a walk. For me a walk means to look for pictures. There was an amazing garden in sort of a courtyard of the motel. This image is the first picture I made. It brought me a measure of peace.

For those of you who read this from Southeast Louisiana, I’ll say what I did seven years ago. Godspeed, y’all.¬†

I normally post once a day. Usually in the morning unless I get very busy or I’m traveling. But. Today is special. So, I’ll post twice. Today is a little sad. But, it’s also a little time for reflection. Where were you in 1969? What were you doing when you heard this? ¬†“¬ďThat’s one small step for man, one giant leap for mankind.” For those of you who know me outside of this blog, you know that I’ve been on a little bit of a journey through my own past. This brings it into sharper focus.

The picture. New Mexico. The first Super Moon.

RIP Neil Armstrong. 

… side of the street. ¬†I’ve been posting pictures of various windows that are frosted by condensation created when the hot, humid air of a New Orleans summer bumps against a window that has been chilled by the cold, air-conditioning that is found almost everywhere when you duck inside. This little semi-natural phenomenon¬†is usually found on the shady side of the street where outdoor moisture lingers. But, what happens on the sunny side? Well, the windows are bright and look like they normally do since the warm sunlight burns away just enough of the moisture in the air to keep the windows clear. Anyway. I think that’s what happens.

For folks who come to The French Quarter mostly to party, they might be surprised to find that The Quarter has some great art galleries, clothing stores and even home furnishing stores. I photographed this picture in a window of one such store that is located on Royal Street. Not much to it. It is simply f8 and be there. And, post production was very simple. Sharpen, brighten and increase the saturation just a bit. That’s it. The picture is pretty much as it found me.¬†

The best way for me to work is to walk. Slowing down helps me to see. The longer I stay in a place, the more I see. Sometimes, it just takes a moment to look down. 

I was doing some editing for a new portfolio. I’ve been digging back many years when I stumbled on this picture. It’s a street scene from Shanghai, China. Originally, I tried to paint it. I’m not so sure how that worked. Now, I’ve just sort of upgraded it a little. Sort of like a producer does to a musician’s songs. I guess they call that making the song more sonically contemporary.

So. This portfolio. I told a friend of mine that I wanted it to be lean and mean. I said that I wanted it to be around 20-25 pictures. So far, after the first edit, it consists of 624 pictures. Does that sound lean and mean? It sounds fat and flabby to me. But, in my own indecisive defense, I am adding a lot of similar images and experiments just so I can play them off of each other and see how they fit together since I think that portfolio needs an ebb and flow. It might not tell a story, but it ought to lead the viewer in some direction. Besides, nobody shoots that many good pictures.

Anyway. Shanghai Street.

Another image from my foggy, humid, condensation series. Again, the picture was made in The French Quarter. Post production was minimal and done mostly to bring out the details and highlight the doll’s face.¬†

I rarely post alternate versions of the same shoot. But, I had to. I think I like this one more that the first attempt, Since you know the story of the place, I’ll let that go. For now. Post production was done on my i-Pad using Snapseed from an original i-Phone image. New media. I guess.

For true is a phrase from a certain kind of New Orleans dialect. Live in the 7th Ward long enough and you start to pick it up. It’s sort of Yat. But, not quite. Anyway. This picture. I made it during a rain storm when I was in The French Quarter. It was one of those cloud bursts when the rain came down in solid sheets. You even get wet when you are standing under some sort of shelter. I plays havoc with cameras. But, there I was. Stuck on the corner of Royal and Pirate Alley when this guy with a bright red umbrella passes by. What to do? I waited until he started to pass by a store window. I pressed the button. I never chimp so I waited until I downloaded the card to a big machine. Then I saw it. A pretty nice mirrored reflection. Even better yet, because of the low light and slightly slow shutter speed, the man looks pretty much like a Martian. Could it be? Nah