Left Over Life


Two feet in, one foot out. That’s not quite true. I’m all in on our move, but I have a lot of my past to think about as I work through old archives. I lived in New Orleans for a long time. I made a lot of photographs there. There’s a lot to re-archive andContinue reading “Left Over Life”

More Tests & Second Lines


Second Lines and Experiments I’m reminding myself that many pictures could use a crop or two. I typically try to fill the frame with the subject that I want within the borders of the picture. That’s not always easy. If you photograph sports the subject is moving, and the photographer is stationary. If you photographContinue reading “More Tests & Second Lines”

Second Line Squared


Once upon a time I made pictures like this one every Sunday. I retired from the streets a few years ago mostly for health reasons, but after seven years I felt like the project ran its course. You work and you work and you work and one day you just know. You might still goContinue reading “Second Line Squared”

Song of the Seasons


I’ ve been feeling out of sorts for the past couple of days. I know where I should be. I know where I’m not. I have a kind of fear. I know that CoVid-19 is not going away any time soon. Most medical professionals who study this stuff are saying that it’s time to liveContinue reading “Song of the Seasons”

Out on the Street


M usic. You know me and music. You know me and brass bands. Here’s a little portfolio about just that. In all the years that I photographed second lines I cannot tell you how many times I made pictures of brass bands. I think it’s the passion that I like. The music matters because itContinue reading “Out on the Street”

All That You Dream


A s I recall, it was hot. A lot of us were sucking down water and sweating it out as fast as we drank it. We were tripping all over each other. I stepped on someone. I turned around to apologize mostly with my eyes because we couldn’t hear anything. They guy I stepped onContinue reading “All That You Dream”

In The 504


Everyone knows that it’s the high school bands that I like best when they roll during a Mardi Gras parade. The floats are fine. The Rolling Elvi are fun. The motorcycle riders are fun. But, the marching bands. That’s the thing for me. They combine three wonderful elements. Music. Energy, And, color. If there wasContinue reading “In The 504”

A Whole Lot Of Music Going On


Mardi Gras parade season. We come for all sorts of reason. Some like the excitement. Some like the floats. Some come for the throws. I come for the music. I come for the marching bands. Of course, I photograph anything that moves. But, it is the bands that move me the most. In the past,Continue reading “A Whole Lot Of Music Going On”

Three Or Four Feet From Home


We were talking. A friend and I. About music. Musicians. How fast time seems to be passing. How old they are getting. Compared to us. Seriously, they are around ten years older than I am. That’s not much older. This morning, I learned that Gary Duncan passed. He was 72. He was one of theContinue reading “Three Or Four Feet From Home”