Yesterday is gone. And, good riddance. It started bad and it ended worse. You didn’t see me here because my Cox modem/router failed. They wanted $75 because I didn’t have customer care. Okay, okay. I have a good idea of what this gear costs. But, when I said yes to having a technician visit, he […]


The culture stood vigil last night. In couldn’t go. Masking and distancing is still to fraught with danger for me. If I caught the virus my body couldn’t produce enough red platelets to fight it. So, I found this portrait, which I made out of another picture and thought that I’d share it and some […]


When? That’s what everybody wants to know. One of the things that I get paid for its my ability to understand the future. No. I’m not a seer. Not a guru. Not a clairvoyant. I simply do a lot of research. I listen a lot. All the while I’m letting the information roll around in […]


A lot of thought. Art, in its best form, is supposed to make a connection. It is supposed to make your viewers or readers feel something. A lot of people have been doing that to me. A friend of mine lost her dog last week. The dog was old and it was time. She wrote […]


Thinking about what I saw. I saw a lot. When I returned to New Orleans after my time in New Mexico, I wanted to see what remained of the storm. After all, I’d been gone for almost five years. It turns out that there were some 60,000 buildings decaying. The new mayor managed to cut […]


Black Masking Indians. I made this photograph on a Super Sunday celebration, on the Westbank. The name Westbank means the west side of the Mississippi River. Parts of the area are still considered to be part of New Orleans. I made this picture after photographing two second lines, jumping in my car, taking the bridge […]


Changing attitudes, changing altitudes. Sometimes I get bored with my own work. The trick is to keep making pictures. Eventually, the pictures evolve into something different. I get lucky sometimes and options appear while I’m in the field working. That’s the case with this picture. A brass band was playing in Woldenberg Park, which is […]


Blue Hour. A little mysterious. A little funky. Sometimes deep and dark. It’s a great time to make pictures, especially as late blue hour turns into night. If you like working on that edge take care. Street level details will fade into the shadows. That’s what you are seeing in this photograph. I opened the […]


Quiet times. Normally The French Quarter is noisy. People are walking around in all states of decay. Some are tired. Some are lost. Many are drunk. Every now and then, you can find a beautiful stillness on the old cobbled streets. Both times of day have golden light and long shadows. The most predictable time […]