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  • Home, Not Home

    Y es. I was taking you through my travels, but soon New Orleans will fade into my rambles. I’d like to say I have mixed emotions about leaving, but I don’t. The city is very broken. We are on pace to have the highest number of murders per capita. That means we’ll have around 350…

  • A Model

    A lot of people who talk about the redevelopment of Central City point to the Freret Street corridor as a good model. One that the developers of Oretha Castle Haley Boulevard should follow. I’m not sure about that A dozen or so semi-upscale restaurants does not a community make. But, as a walk up to…

  • Not Yet… An Update.

    The  television talking heads seem disappointed. As of 9am, NOAA still hasn’t declared Isaac to be a hurricane. It can’t seem to get organized and there is a real problem even identifying the eye. At this point, maximum wind gusts are 70 mph. 74 mph makes it a weak category One hurricane. However, there is…

  • For True

    For true is a phrase from a certain kind of New Orleans dialect. Live in the 7th Ward long enough and you start to pick it up. It’s sort of Yat. But, not quite. Anyway. This picture. I made it during a rain storm when I was in The French Quarter. It was one of…

  • Sometimes It Rains… Hard

    The thing about living in New Orleans in the summer is that you never know when it is going to rain. You can start out with a bright, sunny day. Then. BAM. You can’t run to your car or open your umbrella quick enough. Umbrellas become yet another sort of accoutrement in the summer. Even in…

  • One Result

    I wasn’t going to post this picture based on some of the response to yesterday’s picture. But, I like this picture. A lot. It’s not exactly fashion. It’s not exactly a portrait. It’s just a picture that captures the movement. I like the energy. And, I like the spontaneity. The model is a young teenager…

  • Backstage

    I photographed a young model about a week ago. The semi-selects are good. And, what you’d expect. But, I always like pictures that get beyond the norm or at least give the viewer some idea of what happens backstage or off the set. This picture was made while the model was getting made up. So…

  • Another Night.

    So. A few nights ago I attended White Linen Night in New Orleans. The Crescent City. The Big Easy. The City That Care Forgot. Yeah. That place. The weather really was a little too hot and too humid for my taste. But, we were all dressed in white so we were cooler. We thought. We…

  • On Ferret Street

    My interest in Central City is partially driven by what happened on Ferret Street, which is now called “The New Ferret Street.” When I attended Loyola University, which is next door to Tulane, Ferret Street was sort of a no go zone. It was run down, crime ridden and pretty much abandoned. It was that…