Another thing some visitors to New Orleans want to see or learn about. There are a couple of shops scattered through the city, mostly near or in the French Quarter. But, the place to start, or at least where I like to take visitors who are interested in Voodoo is to Rosalie Alley. It’s tucked away in a corner of the Bywater. Legend has it that the alley itself was a secret pirate path from the river to the French Quarter. Most of the paintings are supposed to be real.
I suppose the art is real enough. I suppose people’s beliefs are real enough. In many ways, it’s like all art. The maker puts whatever his or her life lead them to the point when they created the art. The viewer makes meaning of the art according to his or her past experience. It’s real enough for both of them.
It’s also a big reason that often times an artist cannot connect with the viewer, even if the viewer commissioned the work. We see things in very different ways. It strikes me that’s how the world works. No two people see everything alike. That’s a good thing. It would be pretty boring any other way.
That’s it for today. I may go photograph a second line. My location is uncertain. The weather is uncertain. My health — I’m catching a cold or the flu — is uncertain. A perfect day to go to work.