My Back Pages


More about the reckoning. I’m starting to poke around a little deeper. It started last night or early this morning when I awoke from a delicious dream. It was about my newspaper days. For some reason the newspaper photo staff was made up of about everybody with whom I ever worked. We were sidelined. TheContinue reading “My Back Pages”

Darkling Days


A light explosion. That’s how I was seeing things as we drove into the direct sun. This picture may not exactly be physically accurate, but it’s how we felt when sunglasses didn’t help. I have no idea if this picture stays in the final project collection, but for now it’s in. After all, I onlyContinue reading “Darkling Days”

Party At Ground Zero


The trolls are coming out of the woodwork the closer we get to Fat Tuesday. One guy said that he had just arrived in New Orleans. He asked what there was to do. Many, many, many people replied sincerely. Something felt off so I went to his Facebook page. He lives in Chalmette, a wholeContinue reading “Party At Ground Zero”

One Terrible Night


New Orleans is in mourning. The worst possible thing happened last night. A woman was crossing the street in between floats. Or, so she thought. She actually was trying to cross between two connected floats. She tripped or fell. The second float hit her and killed her. The Krewe of Nix came to a halt.Continue reading “One Terrible Night”

Because


Because… why not? I was working on the original version of this picture in color. A light bulb went off. Experiment in black and white, I thought. So, I did. I liked it. I smoothed it out a bit. I helped you to see some of the rain drops and that was it. I’ve beenContinue reading “Because”

Banana Republics


Busking. A hard way to make a living. These days, in the music industry, distribution is king. Without that, you struggle with tours and merchandise sales. If you are working the street, you have none of that. You have the music. You have a tip jar. And, maybe a few cheaply recorded CDs for sale.Continue reading “Banana Republics”

On the Dark End of the Street


The quiet side. Most people think of the French Quarter as being loud. They think of people always partying. They think of the typical New Orleans craziness. Let me tell you, we ain’t all that crazy. We don’t spend much time in the Quarter. When we do, we rarely walk around on Bourbon Street. It’sContinue reading “On the Dark End of the Street”

I’m Wondering


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.Continue reading “I’m Wondering”

Street Photography


Now, this is street photography. A picture of the street. Nah. That’s not what the photographic world means.  In actual fact, the photo world doesn’t know what it means. It’s a catchall for just about every kind of unplanned work. A friend of mine thinks that you just stick your camera out there and pushContinue reading “Street Photography”

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