Hark, The Herald...
Hark, The Herald…

Music City. Jazz. Funk. Brass Bands.

Then, along comes Christmas. What else could there be in the French Quarter? Angels blowing trumpets against the dusky sky. Music. Brass instruments.

Toot, toot, toot.

The picture. You’re gonna get bored. F8 and be there. Press the button. Clean it up a little bit in post. That’s it. Oh. I’ve finally figured out that you can’t photograph these things head on. They have to be shot from an angle. You know, an angel at an angle. That give them some place to play. It allows the dusky light to let them glow a little. Then you might have a picture. You just might.