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 […]


Music takes me everywhere. I live in a city made of music. I live in a city made of ancient culture. I live in a city full of food. They all seem to be struggling. Musicians can barely earn a living. You see some amazing musicians playing on the street. Some are in between gigs. […]


Too much. Either I’m working much slower, or I’m working much more. Or, both. Either way, I can’t seem to keep up on my posts. While I’ve edited and processed my raw files, I’ve got a long way to go until they are ready to be seen. So. This is an image that I made […]


I got a little too close. I was working with a 10mm lens. That’s how close I was. I could have helped the musician in front play his tuba. I didn’t mean for this to happen. But, once I broke through the rope, well… let’s just say, I really broke through. I sort of trapped […]


They came out to play. And, so they did. If a second line starts and rain falls in the middle of it, everybody keeps going unless the rain starts blowing sideways and upside down. Anything else is just a drizzle to them. And, us. There’s a lesson in that. Don’t be denied. There’s a lesson […]


This is a fine example. An example of not letting pictures marinate long enough to see the good ones. The subtle ones. The slightly hidden ones. As you know, I photographed the Dumaine Street Gang second line a week ago in Treme. I showed you a few pictures, moved into my comings and goings and […]


It’s the energy. In hot or cool weather, it’s the energy that drives second lines. It’s the energy that creates minor miracles for me. If you hear the music, smell the cooking, get pulled into the din, there is no way that you won’t come alive.  You’ll sway to the music.  You’ll dance. You will […]