Stachmo Second Line Finale

It takes more than one.

This is it. As far as I can go with pictures made on Sunday.

The little portfolio is as much about me as it is about the pictures. It’s about how I work on the streets, at events like this one, the Satchmo Second Line, which rolls in order to celebrate Louis Armstrong’s birthday.

That’s about as much explanation as you’re gonna get, because I’ve writing about the entire event for at least a week. Just work your way back for the past week, You’ll be able to catch up if you haven’t been following along. You really should be following along. Heh!

Please drop down below this next picture.

A little help please.

A friend of mine Kim, from Glover Gardens, asked about permissions. I talked about one picture where I gestured and I received a “yes” head nod in return. You can read the comments on yesterday’s post. I mentioned that even though we don’t know each other, we’ve seen each other so I’ve built up a sort of street cred.

I am not alone in that.

I learned from people who came before me. People who are around my age, and rarely come out anymore. I learned from people around me who are my friends on the scene. Some of them work at getting to know the people that they photograph a lot harder than I do. My friend, Pableaux Johnson, makes little prints that he hands out at each second line.  It’s a smart thing to do. I should do it. I’m basically lazy so I don’t. I do give prints on request. Send me an email and the print or file is yours.

There is a downside to that. I travel. Pableaux travels. Sometimes we are late with our pictures. People wonder about that. I remember one time that a trumpet player who shall go unnamed, asked me what happened to his pictures. I replied that I sent him 30 files from about five second lines. “Oh yeah,” he said as he grinned sheepishly.

No harm. No foul.

Keep reading… please.

This work pretty much represents me. I like to make little snippets of what happened. I like to let you see what I saw. I try to capture the rattle and hum. Sometimes it works. Sometimes it doesn’t.

About the two top pictures. You need them both to understand the scene. To me, the top picture is strongest. You need the bottom picture to understand what’s going on.

Waiting and preparing.


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  1. Oh my goodness, so much richness! The close-up and the far-back (new phrase?) perspective from the top 2 pics does indeed tell a story. And the beautiful baby drummer in sunglasses…awesome.

    You have so many followers…I know I’m not the only one benefitting from the back story of how the pictures get made and the storytelling happens. Please keep it up!

    I have a long commute for my corporate day gig and get lost in thought sometimes. Today’s reverie was about musicians and photographers and writers (oh my!) – in none of those professions does one get too old. Maybe it’s harder to stand up and strum a guitar or walk the streets as you just did for the Louis fest or type 100 wpm without carpal tunnel setting in, but at the root of it, these and other artistic or literary pursuits just get better with age. It’s a beautiful thing.

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    • Thank yo so much. Actually, you did create a new phrase, but it could also be called wide angle, or an environmental portrait which is what I was taught a long time ago. Most of my followers are in name only. They rarely interact, some are shy because of language issues (solved by Google Translate. And, some just go away for whatever reason. Storyteller has been around for seven years, which an eternity in WordPress time.

      Yes and no about the age thing. There is the competition of the young guns sort of thing that sort of wears you out. In this house, we are competitive with only ourselves. As Neil Young once said, “The thing that makes you who you are will kill you in the end.” Luckily, I learned from the same teacher who talked about portraits, “Young fox, old fox, old fox always wins.”

      So, I shouldn’t retire in November from photography? 😳😜🤪📷

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