Creativity


I want sushi right now. It costs more than a house. Instead, we bought a new espresso maker. It’s the bomb. It’s really for touring, but we just had to test it before we hit the road. So, we bought five pounds of Lavazza beans. Five pounds ought to be enough to test it, right?Continue reading “Creativity”

The Push and Pull


N ew projects are always exciting. This is one that I’ve photographed on and off over the last billion decades or so. It’s about the end of things. Buildings, cars, places. Just about everything We talk about recycling. We talk about limiting plastics. That whole thing is a ridiculous notion. Have you ever driven acrossContinue reading “The Push and Pull”

Two By Two


T his seems like I’m carrying yesterday’s post a little bit too far. I’m really not although it could be said that I really just documenting another kind of disaster. At least this one was natural. This is the Lower 9th Ward a few summers after Hurricane Katrina and the failure of the levees justContinue reading “Two By Two”

Run The Voodoo Down


L ast night it came to me in a fever dream just how much work there is to do. Not just me but for all of us. We know the most pressing items. The pandemic, climate change, inflation, crime, Ukraine, China. There are smaller issues that don’t seem so pressing. But, they are. The infrastructureContinue reading “Run The Voodoo Down”

Everything is Broken


A few of my friends have asked why we are heading to Virginia and farm life. These pictures might speak to that. But, they are a little romantic, a little nostalgic. New Orleans is truly the city that care forgot. The truth is that we’ve gotten as violent as I’ve ever known New Orleans toContinue reading “Everything is Broken”

Ever South


A nother day. Another block. Another time. Another house. This is a place that I know for certain was damaged by Hurricane Katrina. I’ve watched it over the years. It follows the laws of nature with the overgrowth. In the winter, such as it is in the Gulf Coast, you can see more of theContinue reading “Ever South”

Dim Lights, Thick Smoke


T here’s a story behind every door, but I don’t know what they are. A good guess is that this place received some of Hurricane Katrina’s flood waters, but not that much because a lot of Central City is above sea level which makes it that last great ungentrified piece of land in the city.Continue reading “Dim Lights, Thick Smoke”

Ain’t Done Yet


T his was once good business. Along came Hurricane Katrina who changed everything with her floodwaters the poured through broken federal levees. A lot of businesses were destroyed or closed. Smith Tire seemed to linger. Whenever I passed by, it seemed to be closed. Or, was it ever open? I have no idea. I’ve heard,Continue reading “Ain’t Done Yet”

Down On The Corner


A s you know by now I change my mind a lot. Whaddya want from me? Heh. I’m an artist. Or, so I think. I will still do my experimental layering, but those images come together when they are ready. I tried to do a couple yesterday. They were forced and it showed. I alsoContinue reading “Down On The Corner”