Big Chief John.
Big Chief John.
Of The Original Wild Tchoupitoulas Tribe.
I’ve been knowing him for at least six years. He was a Wildman then. His queen taught me how to present myself to a tribe who didn’t know me. And, how to behave when I work around suited indians. I see a lot of disrespect from some photographers when they get too excited to think about what they are doing.
I’ve pretty much documented his suits since then. For me, this is his prettiest suit yet. It’d bold and powerful. As we say, “Pretty, pretty.”
I had great plans of posting a nice little portfolio of work today. But, work and other stuff piled up to the point where I have no idea when I’ll get done. So, more cherry picking. I guess it’s better to be busy than bored.
Thank you, both here and on other social media, for your kind comments about my work these past few days. It matters. Even if I forget to say that.
This is awesome!! I love how his eyes stand out against that vibrant sea of blue. Thanks for inspiring.
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Thank you. Thanks for stopping by.
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One picture speaks volumes. Stunning, stunning, stunning. Well captured and the narrative is an important addition. Thank you.
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Thank again, Tim:) I guess I’m sort of stumbling into myself as a writer. I don’t think of myself as that. As I said, I’ve know him for a long time. I ‘ve photographed his last six suits. This one is the very prettiest. He out did himself. That’s what shows up in the picture.
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No question about the pretty. He is wowing them over.
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Last Sunday was a great Super Sunday. Sometimes, the suits aren’t as good.
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Well, you captures them well. Thank you.
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After 40 years, I have some pretty well honed street instincts… I do my best. 🙂
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That you do. Habits like those should be continued.
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