Second Lines, Real Feeling

This is normally a huge parade. It didn’t disappoint. The Original N.O. Lady and Men Buckjumpers Annual Parade is 31 years old. It is bold. Powerful. Loud. It was bigger than huge on Sunday. I’m not sure if people were making a statement about last weekend’s events. Or, if an 80 degree Thanksgiving weekend brought everybody outContinue reading “Second Lines, Real Feeling”

It Was Built Old

A promise is a promise. I wrote, yesterday, that I would show you what was across the street from the old car repair shop. This is it. A 1932 Ford Panel Delivery Truck. It’s for sale. There’s a bit of a funny story to be told. While I was researching this old thing of rusted beauty,Continue reading “It Was Built Old”

Down on the Corner

What a nice corrugated wall. Give it a couple of weeks and the taggers will find it. All that nice sliver will be covered in graffiti. Weeks? What am I saying? Weeks, sheesh. Days. Maybe hours. You know it. I know it. If you look towards the far left of the picture you can see aContinue reading “Down on the Corner”

Everything That Didn’t Rot, Rusted.

Remains. Booker T. Washington High School. At least what’s left of it. Students from the old B.W, Cooper Housing Projects in Central City attended classes here once. Probably from other nearby projects as well. Today, the old projects are gone.  The school is mostly gone. Eventually, mixed use housing will be built on the siteContinue reading “Everything That Didn’t Rot, Rusted.”

Not Your Usual Thanksgiving Picture

Abandonment. No, not me. This place. The building in the picture is abandoned. It’s tucked away in Central City, New Orleans. I was thinking about posting some kind of Thanksgiving picture. But, I realized two things. Many of you don’t celebrate Thanksgiving. And, I don’t shoot the usual holiday pictures. Besides, this picture could kickContinue reading “Not Your Usual Thanksgiving Picture”

Saint Francis De Sales Catholic Church

The first time I saw this church it was for sale. The Archdiocese of New Orleans decided to close 33 churches in the years immediately following Hurricane Katrina. They merged the parishes of this church — Saint Francis De Sales — with a neighboring church — The Church of The Holy Ghost. The parishioners wereContinue reading “Saint Francis De Sales Catholic Church”

How I See It

I just want to write for a minute. By now, it’s been national news. By now it’s also probably almost forgotten outside of New Orleans. After all, we are a violent city. We get what we deserve. They say. A quick recap for those of you who don’t know. As usual, there was a secondContinue reading “How I See It”

The King and Eye

Yes. The King — Mr. Woodrow “Woody” Randall. And. My eye. The one I use to focus and frame when I take a picture. So. This post isn’t about “The King and I,” a musical about the King of Siam. Or, as we know it today, Thailand. This is about a second line parade. The NineContinue reading “The King and Eye”

Here’s Another Way

This is one way. There are many other ways to board up windows on an abandoned building. I think I’ve just about documented most of them. But, this one is new to me. Cover the windows with brightly painted boards. I didn’t get close enough to see what these coverings are made of; I thoughtContinue reading “Here’s Another Way”

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