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. […]


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 my […]


This is a dramatic change. Mostly, I’ve been posting faux nature pictures as they relate to the season. But, I downloaded an upgrade to my OnOne editing and processing software. I just had to test it. I had to take it for a spin. You know, kick the tires. I remade an image that I […]


I wanted to play. So. I did. I wanted to see just how some of my new approaches to layering would work on a human being. The only place I’ve used them is on nature pictures. After poking around on my admittedly limited smart phone archive I found a portrait of a Zulu Tramp. I […]


Life. As long as we have life, there’s hope. John Lennon said that. He was murdered. This weekend and week is about as rough as it gets. First came Peter Fonda. I didn’t know him, but his work influenced me. Then came Nancy Parker. I met her once at the Krewe of Zulu on Mardi […]


A little clean up time. Sometimes pictures don’t make the final cut. They are close enough. I thought I’d show you a few from two second lines that missed the first cut… a little bit. Single Ladies. And the jazz funeral for Chef Leah Chase. I thought I’d stack them up all in one big […]


We do it for the stories we could tell. That’s what Jimmy Buffett said. He’s right. I’ve come out of retirement from the street. Saturday’s events convinced me that there could be no other way. I came out for the Single Ladies Second Line. It was hot. So hot. It didn’t look like anybody was […]


Before the fall. A story about a musician. I’m not even sure how to tell this story. It’s a story of greed. It’s a story of stupidity. It’s a story of loss. It’s the story of Ervin Mayfield. Trumpet playing Mayfield was one of the pillars of the New Orleans jazz community. He is a […]


Sometimes… I forget stuff. Current research says that if you do that, you might be brilliant. That’s all well and good if you are young. But, if you are older…ho, ho, ho. Either you are just plain forgetful. Or, you are showing signs of early dementia. I’m older. I forgot these two pictures. You see […]