I resumed work on my almost forgotten Central City project. Event though I go there on alternating Sundays to photograph second line parades, I really haven’t taken the time to document the neighborhood’s progress. Or, lack of progress. I am happy to report that the neighborhood is slowly started to come back. From the storm. […]


Our version of Fall. Southeast Louisiana. Leaves are changing color all over the country. Some will change here too. Eventually. Of course, if you grow bamboo, the leaves don’t change color. One more thing about bamboo. Once you plant it, it will take over everything and you can’t kill it. The pictures. Just a little […]


No second line today. It rained. A lot. Sort of a semi-tropical storm that built up in the Gulf. Normally, most second lines will run regardless of the weather. Not today.  The leaders had the time to make a decision. Today, I learned something about why second lines walk in bad storms. Or, walk when nobody shows […]


Big deal over the moon. As usual, I don’t think we’ll get to see it. It appears that we will have pretty solid cloud cover. So, I photographed it when I could. It has nothing to do with a “super moon” or eclipse. It was a nice evening when I took the picture. It’s Sunday. […]


You need a break. Constant second line pictures isn’t good for anybody. Besides. I’ll start up with them again on Monday. I made this picture on my last stroll through The French Quarter. A while back. I haven’t gone there in a couple of months because, well, I don’t want to deal with the so-called […]


Good Fellas is the only second line that appears on an overhead walkway or catwalk. The parade members come out of a place called the Eiffel Society, make a left turn when they reach street level and start walking. The Eiffel Society is, in their own words; a club, a bar, a garden, a gallery, […]


“How can you hit and think at the same time?” — Yogi Berra There you have it. I awoke yesterday morning reading about the passing of Yogi Berra. For those of you who live in other places, he was an American baseball player. A catcher. He caught the ball after it was thrown by the picture. […]


We talked about moments yesterday. Here’s another one. This one doesn’t have as much to do with the second line, as it does with the people who come out for the parades. Or, in this case, was taken to the parade. I doubt that he brought himself, especially since I know that his mama was […]


It’s moments like these. That make working in the heat and humidity completely worthwhile. Yeah. Sure. I like the music. I like the social aid and pleasure clubs. The Indians when they come out. Even though I really don’t like big crowds, if the truth be told, I like these crowds. But, I really like the little […]