Nature always balances things.
At least I hope so.
I made this picture while I was waiting for the second line to start. It’s one of those pictures that I made on my way to somewhere else.
Here’s what you are seeing.
The mowed lawn used to be buildings, as did all the foliage in the background. They were likely falling apart before the storm. After the storm, most of them fell down, or were demolished. The brick wall is actually part of the Sportsman Club, which is ground zero for many of the Uptown Mardi Gras Indians. And, the church steeple? It’s an old abandoned deconsecrated Catholic Church. The church, the school, the living quarters and a good-sized piece of land have been for sale for at least five years. It’s starting to be demolished from neglect.
I kept the colors a little muted today. They say that all art is autobiographical. Make of that what you will.