The Space Between Events


Sitting, waiting.
Sitting, waiting.

Another one.

A picture made on the way to someplace else. This time, I was walking on Bourbon Street near Jean Lafitte Blacksmith Shop, which is really a bar. I was waiting for the action to start. And, looking for a picture or two. People were wandering around everywhere. On the sidewalk. On the street. In the patio. In the bar. A few minutes earlier, while I was looking for a place to park, I passed this same place and noticed four people posing for a group shot. In front of the bar. They were all naked. I’m willing to bet they were tourists. They would never do that at home. They would do it in my home.

That’s the thing.

During Mardi Gras we have this terrible reputation of hard partying and nudity. Women baring their breasts for beads. The partying might be on us. But, the public nudity? Nah. Those are tourists who will do anything for a 19 cent string of beads.

Our local women. Never. If they wanted a bead (that’s what we call string of beads), they’d say, “Gimme a bead or I’m coming up there to take one.” We are tough down here in the swamp. Or, they wouldn’t even go to the Quarter during Mardi Gras. They couldn’t be bothered.

Anyway.

I saw this guy sitting in his window. Across the street from Jean Lafitte’s old place. He was ignoring the hub-bub and reading. I took a couple of pictures with a longer lens and thought, “Nah, I need to work closer.” I always think that. I asked if he minded. He didn’t. And, I took this picture.

Thank you for all the compliments about yesterday’s picture. A friend of mine who has a lot of advertising agency experience sent me an email that said something along the lines of that agencies would have art directors, and assistants, and lighting and all that stuff… and I just stood on the corner and waited.

That’s what I was taught to do.

Often, when I show up to an advertising campaign shoot, I drive young ADs and CDs crazy. I have one small bag of gear and an assistant… usually a friend who knows cameras, but who needed a little time off and a little cash in their pockets. His or her job is mostly to get in the way of the “creatives” while I work with the talent (models and props). Afterwards, when the “creatives” see the pictures they are gobsmacked. “Oh my God, these pictures are soooooo good.” Their reactions have more than convinced me that bringing tons of gear is mostly a selling tool, not a technical need to make the picture.

Heh.

Published by Ray Laskowitz

I am a visual storyteller. I've been making pictures for some 40 years. I travel the world in search of the right image. in the right light at the right time. You can reach me by phone at 505.280.4686, or by email at Ray@Laskowitzpicturess.com or Pictures34@me.com. For a quick look at my work please go to www.laskowitzpictures.com.

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