A Little Weirdness

Well. I’m back to it. More pictures about… well, maybe nothing. Or, maybe I’m working something out . In my head. Who knows. I try not to think very hard about that stuff. It’ll make you crazy. Or, crazier. There’s enough crazy around for all of us. So, most times I just try to record what I see. When I look at window dressings like this, I realize that my notion of there being “enough crazy for all of us,” is probably pretty much right on.

Anyway. One of the reasons I like walking around The French Quarter at night is because stuff like this just pops out. You don’t even have to be looking very hard for it. It’s just there. Right in front of you. Yes. I know. It really is someone else’s art. I put a little spin on it, but it’s not really mine. Most of my spin comes not in the photographing of it. It comes in post production, even when my post isn’t all that heavy.

A few bits of housekeeping. I have about 40 or so long, long blogs that I wrote for hub. I’ve decided that their style is not for me. They seem to equate long with good. I come from the Mark Twain school of thought. You know. He once said something like, I’m sorry this letter is so long. If I’d had more time it would have been much shorter. So…. These hubs are all “how too” posts. A few of you have read them and seem to like them. More, importantly, they are my content. I can do what I like with them. I’m going to move them here. To Storyteller. Where they belong. I’m thinking that I’ll post one a week. Probably on Sunday. I know what you’re thinking. You’re thinking that I’m taking a short cut. Nah. They are easy to move. Just a little cut and paste. But, they need to be reformatted. Pictures must be placed where they belong and make sense. It’ll probably take me as long to do that as it did for me to write them. And, unless I really want to take a shortcut, I’ll have to research or make new pictures since you’ve already seen them in one form or another. If there is one thing that I try to hold to on Storyteller is that I do not repeat my images. Sometimes, I come close. But, that’s just because I tend to travel in only a few circles… at least when I’m in New Orleans.

Anyway. Something a little new. Probably tomorrow.