Tag: Faces

  • Thinking About Livingston

    Y esterday sucked. Let’s start with my doctor. I received a letter from him dated December 1, yesterday. He’s leaving his practice. He sent that before he ever knew that I was gunning for him. That damn nurse didn’t even have the courtesy to tell me that. What a messed up medical practice. I’m sorry.…

  • We Are All Photographers Now

    See what I mean? Look at all those people taking pictures. There are six smartphones that I can count and I think a see a seventh hiding behind the blue umbrella. That’s a lot of pictures made in just a few minutes. That’s a lot of uploads to these folks’ favorite social media. That explains…

  • Windows

    Walking is better than driving. Because you see stuff like this. I saw this in a window. In the French Quarter.  You know how some stores, usually clothing stores, put mannequins in the window. Well, this is an art gallery’s version of that. If you look close enough you can see framed photographs hanging on…

  • If I Knew The Way

    Sometimes when you take all the twists and turns in image making that I have, people don’t quite understand. Some might not like the work. Some may want a little more straight photography, because Storyteller is — after all — a photography blog. First and foremost. I do read what you write. A friend of…

  • Watching’ People Sashay

    “We all going crazy, while jamming and having fun.” — The Treme Song, John Boutte. A little last look at last Sunday’s second line. CTC Steppers. Next. Two Mardi Gras parades tonight, which will either be postponed due to weather, or, I’ll be working in the rain. You know what I say about that. “When…

  • Faces

    Smiles. I reckon about now a lot of people could use one today. Or, a lot of them. It’s Inauguration Day in The United States. It’s pretty fair to say that the entire world is nervous. No worries. I’m not going to go all political on you now. Storyteller is supposed to be a refuge from…

  • Playing Real Good For Free

    I have a New Year Eve tradition. I like to start the year off right by working. Or, at least making a picture that I like. Since nobody around my house drinks, we generally find a place for me to work, have dinner and go home well before midnight. Sometimes we do that with friends…

  • Lovely Faces

    In New Orleans, there are parades for just about any reason. We celebrate two weeks of Mardi  Gras season with a seemingly unending number of parades. There are parades that celebrate the life of someone who has newly passed; these are jazz funerals. There are second line parades which wind throug the neighborhoods for almost…

  • Once A Day

    Well, I’m looking back. But, not so far back given that March just ended yesterday. Please take a look at my small collection of pictures from what appears to be my never-ending project called, PAD, or picture a day. I started this thing four years ago. Every time that I reach the end of one…