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  • A Different Exit

    A little late today. Well, a lot late. For some reason I slept most of the day. I didn’t feel particularly tired. I’m not sick. I just felt like sleeping. Musical Miss joined me for a while but she had things to do. So did I, but that didn’t matter. The dogs loved it. They…

  • 2022

    Best of 2022. Here’s what I did. I decided that because this past year was a little different because I showed you a lot of my archival work that I would select “best of” images in that context. I think that there is a darkness that has settled upon the land. The right and left…

  • Singing

    I made this picture a few years back at a county fair. Originally, this was a horizontal photograph, but I realized that his hand was doing something, but you can’t tell what. So, I decided to do what I had been taught in photojournalism school, crop to the heart of the image in order to…

  • All About

    S ometimes I turn weird. I know what you are thinking. Whaddya mean sometimes? No, no, no. This picture is an example of turning weird. The image started out as pretty little flower picture then I got ahold of it. It turned into something out of one of my fever dreams. You may be asking…

  • New Orleans Spooky

    T his whole post might just be a rant. I know what you are thinking. “Oh no” I’ll try to be funny even though I’m not feeling that way. You know I don’t have much time these days. Time is my most precious commodity. Not just now, even in the best of times. But, especially…

  • Angles

    S unday. The middle day of a so-called long weekend. I have almost no idea of what to write. I really haven’t paid attention to the news, except for baseball. That’s very intentional. Everyone needs a break from what has become madness. Baseball is life. The season is so long that there are ups and…

  • A Decade Of Nothing

    This is just a picture. I made it roughly a decade ago. I made it on Christmas Eve 2012. I made it at the bonfires on the river near Lutcher, Louisiana. We light the bonfires to guide Papa Noel down the Mississippi River to New Orleans so all the fine people of the city can…

  • Deep and Dark

    S ometimes you can’t sleep. But that was okay because I slept too much the night before. While I was laying there my past came into view. Both good and bad memories. I intentionally forced the bad ones away. Who wants to try to fall asleep with bad things in mind? There were a lot of…

  • The Sky Is Crying

    W hat a weird, but peaceful day. We did a lot of cold weather cooking. But, mostly I slept. And slept. Here’s how it went in the afternoon. I thought I would rest my computer eyes and read something on real paper at around 4pm. I awoke at 8:45pm. By the time my head cleared…