The Only Pay Telephone


The only working pay phone in New Orleans lives in Central City. It’s sort of in one of the worst areas of the neighborhood. I suppose people need to communicate or — forgive me — set up drug deals. That’s what makes this corner of the area so dangerous. When drug deals go bad, thereContinue reading “The Only Pay Telephone”

You Ain’t Goin’ Nowhere


Golden light. I think every photographer dreams about it. If not, then the blue hour. I recently learned that I had two chances a day for both. There’s another one that starts about 4:30 in the morning. I didn’t even know there was a 4:30 in the morning. Alright. I stole a Bart Simpson line.Continue reading “You Ain’t Goin’ Nowhere”

Happy Mardi Gras


We ate it. If truth be told since carnival season began on January 6, we ate three. Three king cakes. During a normal Mardi Gras year we’d eat way more than that, but they’d be consumed at the brunch that we would have had yesterday. The subject of this picture is what’s left after eatingContinue reading “Happy Mardi Gras”

On This Day


Wow! What a busy weekend. For the of us who are in New Orleans we are think about the Mardi Gras parades that won’t happen. The celebrations in the quarter that will be muted. But, wait. There’s more. We are in the midst of the Lunar New Year. Or, as some say, the Chinese NewContinue reading “On This Day”

Hot, Like Fire


Flambeaux. New Orleans is steeped in traditions. I could go on forever, but let’s limit it to the subject at hand. Once up on a time in the last century twice removed, many streets were not lighted. Black men lit the streets with flaming torches. They worked for tips. They made enough money that thereContinue reading “Hot, Like Fire”

In The 504


Everyone knows that it’s the high school bands that I like best when they roll during a Mardi Gras parade. The floats are fine. The Rolling Elvi are fun. The motorcycle riders are fun. But, the marching bands. That’s the thing for me. They combine three wonderful elements. Music. Energy, And, color. If there wasContinue reading “In The 504”

Two Years Ago


This mask was scary before I worked on it in post production. It got scarier after I was done. To me, this looks like some underground subway creature who lives in the lost subway tunnels and tracks of New York City. I have a big imagination. Imagination will get you places, either to the topContinue reading “Two Years Ago”

Another Time


Ten days on. If this were a sensible year we’d be off to see the Krewe of Barkus today. Sometimes the dogs come along. Sometimes they’d actually be entered officially. But, there is no Krewe of Barkus this year. There are no Mardi Gras parades. Bourbon Street will be closed. Bars will be closed. They’llContinue reading “Another Time”

Hope For Us


Farther along and further in. Those words are about learning, reflection, truth and peacefulness. That’s what today is about. We celebrate Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. today. There is a lot we can do or not do. I started this day with — what else — a dog walk. I made a few pictures. YouContinue reading “Hope For Us”

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