Christmas. It’s very special in New Orleans. It’s especially pretty in The French Quarter. So, after flying back to the city this afternoon, I thought I’d better get to it. After a few days away, I could feel a little newness. Often, things get too familiar and I fail to see some of the specialness. Admittedly, I’ve been a little artistically or emotionally flat. Being away helped. I think. So, I started working in The Quarter. I arrived little too early. The light was very flat, dark and ugly. But, that was fine. Better to arrive at a place too early and wait, than it is to be rushing around trying to catch up. The worst thing that happened was I that had a coffee and people watched. Oh. How terrible. There was no golden hour. But, there was a pretty nice blue hour. So, I had some of the light that I wanted. I decided to start with this sort of classic scene. St. Louis Cathedral in the background, Jackson Square in the middle and the mule drawn carriages forming the bottom of the frame. Then I worked throughout the Quarter. I saw some people doing some kind of wedding thing on Royal Street. But, I was focused on Christmas. Besides, lately it seems that everybody does weddings in The Quarter. Seems over to me. They should really think about places Uptown. Or not. I live there. Just what I need. Mule droppings in front of my house.
This picture. F8 and be there once again. I really should use a tripod on a picture like this. But, these new cameras seem to be able to compensate accordingly. So, I took a deep breath, let it out slowly and pushed the button in one motion. Then, because I think this scene is sort of magical and jewel-like, I added a little glow and brightened things up a bit. Seems to work. For me.