A Decade


A decade. Ten years. 3,650 days. A lot happened. A lot didn’t happen. I can’t remember half of it. That’s probably for the best. But, this is what I know. A made a helluva (that’s a technical term) lot of pictures in ten years. Some were really good. Some were good. And, a lot ofContinue reading “A Decade”

Along Came A Little Water


This time I wanted to feel it. So, I played with everything that I could in post production without going too far. I suppose this is a kind of art, but I’m not sure. It could just be a mess. Ironically, in my world of typos I originally wrote that, “I could just be aContinue reading “Along Came A Little Water”

On This Day


Daylight again, following me to bed I think about a hundred years ago, how my fathers bled I think I see a valley, covered with bones in blue All the brave soldiers that cannot get older been askin’ after you Hear the past a callin’, from Armegeddon’s side When everyone’s talkin’ and no one isContinue reading “On This Day”

Out in the Lower 9th


This is what I saw. I told you about this yesterday. I made this picture in the Lower 9th Ward. Houses stacked on other houses. Houses stacked on cars. Cars completely left to die after the water finally receded. The Lower 9th Ward was a vibrant community on the downriver side of the Industrial Canal.Continue reading “Out in the Lower 9th”

New Orleans – A Few Weeks Later


Like a moth to a flame. I kept going back. At first, every week or so. I had to know what would become of a once vibrant neighborhood of blue-collar people. While it is true that many people lost their lives out here, many more didn’t. It is still sacred ground. It always will be.Continue reading “New Orleans – A Few Weeks Later”

New Orleans — What Once Was


What was once.¬† What isn’t is a distant memory. These are things that I found during the early days of recovery following Hurricane Katrina’s destructive path. Or more precisely, the Federal Flood, given that the levees broke because of catastrophic¬†failure. I saw things. Terrible things. I’ll show you some of the more publishable things overContinue reading “New Orleans — What Once Was”

On August 29


August 29, 2005. That was a day most of us who live in New Orleans will never forget. Hurricane Katrina blew in, and made landfall at Buras, Louisiana. The levees broke and 80 percent of the city was under water. August 29, 2017. Hurricane Harvey, now Tropical Storm Harvey, finally makes a turn away fromContinue reading “On August 29”

What I Saw


Hurricane. Katrina at 11. I said last year that ten years was enough time to mourn. To rebuild. To reflect. I said that I was done living in post-Katrina New Orleans. That from last year’s ten-year anniversary I wasn’t going to wallow in the Katrina leftovers. I was moving on. My response was partially dueContinue reading “What I Saw”

Any Other Day


It still looks this way. Nothing has been done to this building since Hurricane Katrina flooded the neighborhood. Eleven years ago. That’s not to say the building was in good shape then. In fact, the entire corner had fallen on hard times well before the flood. Luckily for Bohn Motors, a well-known local car dealer,Continue reading “Any Other Day”

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