Once again, I’m on the phone. Tomorrow will be different they say. Anyway. Let’s get to Halloween, the best night of the year.
” We just go to school and hope we don’t die that day.” Seventeen. Marjory Stoneman Douglas High School. Parkland, Florida. United States of America.
“There must be some way out of this said the joker to the king.” Bob Dylan wrote that. Jimi Hendrix made it famous. Seems like we are back there. In time. With a president who want to be a dictator. One who is mean-spirited. One who dislikes the democratic structure of my country. One whoContinue reading “This May Be”
It’s not that place. It’s a different one. It appears to be lost in time. As do I. Because, I’m not making very many new pictures these days. Except for this one. I saw it. I pushed the button. On my iPhone. The sky was sort of milky just before it turned colorful. I tookContinue reading “Wires”
Storm. No storm. By 8 pm last night, the city curfew was ended. Because? Hurricane Nate turned slightly to the east. In New Orleans, we had about 35 mph gusts of wind and spitting rain. The storm did hit the Gulf Coast down around Biloxi, but even the damage there was slight. At least, relativelyContinue reading “Morning Comes”
Hurricane recovery. It takes a long time. I have friends in Florida. In a number of cities. One, who is located near Fort Lauderdale started posting in Facebook, about an hour after Hurricane Irma cleared out. No Power. An hour later. No power. A couple of hours later. Still no power. This morning. The lightsContinue reading “After”
Every day. A new idea. A new picture. A new approach. An experiment. This image was originally a picture of a bunch of trees. There really wasn’t a subject. I left it in the file of images that I took on whatever day it was. I forgot about it. Along came the new software. Stackables.Continue reading “Wait, What?”
I’ve been having a lot of very colorful dreams lately. Things are whirling around, spinning and popping. So, I decided to try to make a picture that looked something like I saw in my slumbers. This image is not exactly like what my mind saw. To be sure, it isn’t even close. It’s getting there.Continue reading “Floating”
I need to get out more. I made the portrait before I returned to New Orleans. I was back for a visit when I ran into this guy on the street in The French Quarter. He’s an old friend. We had a coffee and went our own ways. I thought, at the time, that itContinue reading “Looking at You”