Mardi Gras 2017.
I learned two things. Rust never sleeps. I took most of the time on the scene to knock the rust off. I may photograph second lines on a weekly basis, but this ain’t that. When I finally get rust free, hopefully I’ll arrive at my second bit of understanding. You have to get so used to the ebb and flow of the parade season that you get a little bored and into another kind of zone. Then you can see. Really see.
I’ll show you more of this take on Tuesday. There are a lot of pictures. I used up all my tricks in one night just trying to make an acceptable group of images. For tomorrow, get ready to see dogs. Lots of dogs.
I’m off the Krewe of Barkus in a few hours.