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”

Little Day Remaining


S o. I turned in another direction and saw this sky which was very different from the one that I showed you yesterday. The brightness of the light as I looked across the scene changed everything including the color intensity. In case you are wondering, the weather is still cool and dry. In fact, it’sContinue reading “Little Day Remaining”

The Journey


F all really came today. Cool winds. Cool temperature. No air conditioning. Windows wide open. No apparent humidity. People celebrating. I’m not sure about the last statement. People celebrating. That may be taking it a little too far. Let’s just say people are happy. I’m happy. That’s why I’m late. I went and stayed outside.Continue reading “The Journey”

Hour Of Not Quite Rain


T his has been a very quiet time for me. I’m not doing much more than I need to do. That’s not me. Nor, is it good for me. I’ve always been a believer of finishing your daily work and then do one more thing. Big or little, it doesn’t matter. You are making progress.Continue reading “Hour Of Not Quite Rain”

Boxes


T his is the kind of place that we saw on our drive to Natchez. That’s Mississippi, in case you were unclear on it. Stopping at little places like this were one of the reasons the drive too so long. This place was closed. The drive would have taken longer if it had been openContinue reading “Boxes”

Sometimes, In The Evening


S ometimes it pays to cover old ground. One day I drove out to an odd section of the Ninth Ward. I parked as close to the levee as i could get and walked into the neighborhood which is known as Holy Cross. I saw the wonderful light and stopped. I made about three framesContinue reading “Sometimes, In The Evening”

Ghost Town


I showed this picture another similar one to a friend of mine who plays in the gallery world. He said these pictures are worth a lot in that world. I suppose, but I really don’t see it. I made these pictures because they were there to be made. Eventually, these pictures will become parts ofContinue reading “Ghost Town”

Wild Tales


Exploded. The light exploded. The developed and processed image actually caught me by surprise. It did everything I didn’t think that it would. Which brings me to this. “Everything that I didn’t think it would.” Sounds just about life. I got caught out this morning. I was listening to a song from home, when itContinue reading “Wild Tales”

The Age of Decadence


Decadence. I’m reading a rather long op-ed piece by The New York Times’ Ross Douthat. It is a take out of his upcoming book called, “The Decadent Society.” The name is not what you are thinking. He quotes Jacques Barzun, who says, “The forms of art as of life seem exhausted, the stages of developmentContinue reading “The Age of Decadence”