You Have To Partake Before You Partook


A nother travel assignment, another place in which to get lost. Actually, I don’t mind if I get lost when I’m working. You never know what will turn up while you are not where you hoped to be. You know, the pictures I make on my way to someplace else. I was photographing another pieceContinue reading “You Have To Partake Before You Partook”

Can We Go Home Now?


S ometimes, I can tell you everything about making a picture. You know, the how, what, why, when and who of it? But, not this picture. I know where it is located in my archives. But, it doesn’t fit with the rest of the take. My big goal during the lockdown was working on myContinue reading “Can We Go Home Now?”

Like Being On The Road


Sometimes just leaving Orleans Parish is like going on a road trip, not that I drove very far, maybe 12 miles. But, it’s another world. I had to buy some electronics and a paint bucket. Best Buy is the best place for digital gear. I was grumbling while I drove. I had to buy aContinue reading “Like Being On The Road”

My Back Pages


More about the reckoning. I’m starting to poke around a little deeper. It started last night or early this morning when I awoke from a delicious dream. It was about my newspaper days. For some reason the newspaper photo staff was made up of about everybody with whom I ever worked. We were sidelined. TheContinue reading “My Back Pages”

Out at Night


Dining. In The French Quarter. We don’t usually eat in the Quarter. Often many of the restaurants are geared to the tourist trade. But, some aren’t. The cool thing about eating in a touristy place is that often a waiter will engage you. He or she will ask you where you are from. If youContinue reading “Out at Night”

Another Picture From The Archives


Sunday morning. In the French Quarter. The tourists haven’t awakened yet. The only folks out are locals. Either they are getting ready for church. Or, they are getting ready to work. Or, they are just coming come from a long overnight shift somewhere in the Quarter. Before they go where ever they are going, theyContinue reading “Another Picture From The Archives”

Everywhere


It just must have been the day. A little weird. It seemed that in every blog, on every photography website and even the couple of paper magazines that I read, the main writer was talking about having to go someplace far away in order to take pictures. Or, being completely unprepared when they saw something that caughtContinue reading “Everywhere”

Sometimes I Get Busy. Too Busy.


Sometime. Just when we are trying to get out-of-town and go work some place else for a few days, my email starts burning up. My text bell starts humming. My phone doesn’t ring. Nobody talks on the phone anymore. So. I had a bunch of client requests that had to be filled today. Couldn’t waitContinue reading “Sometimes I Get Busy. Too Busy.”