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 toContinue reading “Singing”

It Gets In Your Head


W e are coming to that time. Mardi Gras Day. The new people in New Orleans are trying to coin a new phrase. Deep Gras. It’s actually been around for awhile, but it meant something different. To me it means Mardi Gras all day every day, seeing friends you haven’t seen in years, meeting newContinue reading “It Gets In Your Head”

Boxes


T he next day. We needed coffee. Good coffee. It turned out that a coffee house was less than two short blocks from our hotel. Even better were the people who worked there. The were friendly and energetic. One of them took us to this place, an empty club. Apparently, it was fully functioning untilContinue reading “Boxes”

Old Memories


I’m sorry that there is no text beyond these few words. I had a pretty well written piece that was complete. It was written, edited, the details were done. When I went to hit the schedule button, the button was light blue, not its normal color. It didn’t and wouldn’t work. Additionally, when I wentContinue reading “Old Memories”

Waiting


T his is another of those “found” pictures. I know where I made it. I have no idea why I did. Now that I see it, I like it. Maybe , it’s incompetence. Maybe I’m just as incompetent as the next guy. I’m starting to think that anything good that I’ve ever done was justContinue reading “Waiting”

Age of Miracles


You can’t trust me. Just when I start going in one direction, I turn south and head for another. Seriously, I’m mostly just opportunistic. My neighbor texted me and said, “you gotta hear this beautiful music.” So, I came out. She was right. The music was all gentle 1960s and 70s music, like something MarvinContinue reading “Age of Miracles”

Down on the Corner


Changing attitudes, changing altitudes. Sometimes I get bored with my own work. The trick is to keep making pictures. Eventually, the pictures evolve into something different. I get lucky sometimes and options appear while I’m in the field working. That’s the case with this picture. A brass band was playing in Woldenberg Park, which isContinue reading “Down on the Corner”

Angel From Montgomery


I am an old womanNamed after my motherMy old man is anotherChild that’s grown old If dreams were thunderAnd lightning was desireThis old house woulda burnt downA long time ago Make me an angelThat flies from MontgomeryMake me a posterOf an old rodeoJust give me one thingThat I can hold on toTo believe in thisContinue reading “Angel From Montgomery”