Pictures. You know that I’ve been working in my archives looking for pictures for a project. I’ve found some, but not all. I did find this picture. A photograph.
It is so appropriate because. I have been thinking lately about my past. You know, getting deep inside. I won’t write much about the picture on this side of the page except to say that the beads are old and faded. Like me. Or, not.
Going inside to look around at what you did wrong and what or right isn’t easy. I wonder, even though there can be no regrets or late happiness.
“Years will pass before we turn to face the place where we come from, years will pass before we learn what time denies to everyone. ” — MCC
Finding her, finding her music seems to have come a perfect time. Or, maybe not.
I guess that I’ll see soon enough.
I left out a line. At first it was intentional. Now, I think it matters.
“If we are lucky ghosts and prayers are company, not enemies.”
This line gives me hope. When I see the ghosts in my dreams, I am happy to see them. I want to know what happened to them between then and now.
Maybe you do too.
Old pictures. Are the just souvenirs? Or, are they something more? You know that I’ve been digging around in my archives. Sometimes I find what I am seeking. Sometimes, I find the unexpected, like this picture.
I’m not sure how i lost this picture. It’s a gem.
The beads are a little faded from our extreme weather. They are slightly overgrown. The fence looks a little worse for wear.
I made this photograph with some kind of longer lens because everything is compressed. It makes the picture a little more powerful.
This is a portfolio picture that fits into a group of images about Mardi Gras and what it means to the city, especially now that we are considering not have carnival in 2021.
Stay safe. Stay mighty. Wear your mask.
STORYTELLER 
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