The Krewe of Madness


The picture is the thing. That’s what I say. No matter what happens make your picture. A wise old professor used to say that sometimes the hardest part of making a picture is getting there. He’s right. Even if you are working in your own city that is still true. When I photograph a MardiContinue reading “The Krewe of Madness”

Seven Days From The Big Day


Light and color. Rather the lack of color. I always say that when you have to explain the picture that you didn’t do a good job. I guess I didn’t. It’s two members of the Krewe of Cleopatra dancing in the street. I guess what I really like is the movement passing through the veryContinue reading “Seven Days From The Big Day”

Handle With Care


Friends. That’s what second lines are really about. Of course there is music, paraders, social and benevolent societies, food and drink. The real point is to say hello to friends. Some who you saw just yesterday. Some who you haven’t in seen in a long time. It’s the hug and smile that makes this picture.Continue reading “Handle With Care”

World of Strange Design


River gets faster not slower. A Jimmy Buffett line if there ever was one. I made this photograph on the Ninth Anniversary of Hurricane Katrina making landfall in Buras, Louisiana. All that followed in the next weeks and months is history. In about two months, we’ll be acknowledging the 15th anniversary of that hellhound. SoContinue reading “World of Strange Design”

Summer in New Orleans


Summer in city. This was probably the last second line of the season. The weather turns too hot and humid to walk after the first week in July. We resume during the second week of September. The joyful dancing woman and I had been flirting photographically for the past couple of weeks prior to myContinue reading “Summer in New Orleans”


Second lines. All on a Sunday afternoon. All joy. Pure fun. Like going to church. Photographing second lines is hard work. Working in the middle of one is like being in a rugby scrum. You trot, back peddle, dodge and weave. You walk a long way. If you do it right, you’re tired, dripping inContinue reading

Carnival


I thought I would do something different today. We, in New Orleans, have started our celebrations for Carnival.  So, that’s in my head. It’s also a way to get out of a dark place. The one that is influenced by the real world as opposed to the fantasyland that we live in on a daily basis.Continue reading “Carnival”

On Super Sunday


Super Sunday. All the pretty suits. All the pretty Indians. I didn’t plan it this way, but today’s post is all about the next generation of Mardi Gras Indians. The top picture may be the most important. Queen Tahj is a senior at Tulane University. She is truly becoming the leader of her tribe, whileContinue reading “On Super Sunday”

On Mardi Gras Day


The night before the big day. My photographic plans changed. Drastically. I learned that Big Chief Monk Boudreaux was getting married at noon, Mardi Gras Day. Fat Tuesday. At his home. In a flurry of texts I also found out it was open to the public. Everybody was welcome to attend. That changed everything. IContinue reading “On Mardi Gras Day”

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