Tag: Fire
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Burn
Two fires. One that I found in my archives. The other, I made using DALL-E AI. I bet you can tell which is which. If not, uh oh.
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Something. Anything.
Most people get excited about the change of the year. Things are going to change. Things will get better. They say that. That’s what they say. Today is Friday. The 13th. That’s pretty smooth. In New Orleans they are working on the 3/2 plan. Three people are murdered every two days. Even though the city…
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This One, Just Like This
Remember this one? It’s been a long time since I won an award of any kind of consequence. I had about the same reaction that musical miss did when she was nominated for a Grammy after many years. She got emotional. Tears rolled down her cheeks. Me too. This isn’t the biggest award in the…
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What Remains Home again. This picture is not of home. This was made in New Mexico while a brush fire was burning in the distance. Pretty soon it wasn’t in the distance. It was staring at us. So, we beat feet. I had to know what happened so I returned to the scene. This picture…
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The Middle Ages
M y thoughts brought me to a couple of places. As events start to close down I’ve been thinking about anniversaries. This picture of a flambeaux during Mardi Gras is a great example of that. It’s just a picture, right? Maybe. To me it means a lot. I was suffering during Mardi Gras 2020. I…
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Hot, Like Fire
Flambeaux. New Orleans is steeped in traditions. I could go on forever, but let’s limit it to the subject at hand. Once up on a time in the last century twice removed, many streets were not lighted. Black men lit the streets with flaming torches. They worked for tips. They made enough money that there…
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Here’s Yer Winter
Winter. Not winter. No. I’m not gloating. I just feel lucky. After being in the cold north for a bit and coming back to NOLA, I realized just how good we have it. In late fall, winter and spring. The rest of the year is hot, humid, sticky and generally miserable. We all try to…
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Fire on the Mountain
Another night. Another amazing sky. I’m lucky to see them. That’s what you get when the dogs demand their last long walk of the day at around that time. You get to see some cool stuff. Which reminds me. I have friends, and colleagues, who think the only time you can take a picture is…
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California
California. I make a big deal of being born in Brooklyn. I make a bigger deal about living in New Orleans. But, I spent most of my time in between living in California. I grew up there. I went to high school there. I went to college there. The earliest days of my career started…