Goin’ Back

G oing back even further. Back to around 1980 to be exact. Back to a time when pictures were made on film. Black and white film called Tri-X. Its ISO was 400 but it could be manipulated in exposure and development. I’d like to say that those were the days. But, they weren’t. I workedContinue reading “Goin’ Back”

The Boxer

The dive gym. In Central City. It is mostly for boxers who want to train. It’s inexpensive. It’s in the heart of the new gentrification of Oretha Castle Haley Boulevard in Central City. It may be one of the last ungentrified business there. Even as the weather cools off, this place is always hot, humid andContinue reading “The Boxer”

Gear Again…

Virginia. Sweet Virginia. As I worked through the negatives and scans from the past, I’ve come to realize that I was very, very productive during what really was a very short time in Virginia. I wish I had that energy now. Isn’t that always the way? Now that I know I’m doing, I take longer to doContinue reading “Gear Again…”

It Ain’t the Gear

Nope. It ain’t the gear. It also ain’t the training. When I went to college, most of us already knew how to take pictures. We needed to learn how to think about photography. How to think about photojournalism. How to tell visual stories. We had to learn about ethics. But, all of us understood the mechanics ofContinue reading “It Ain’t the Gear”

Running of The Bulls

No. I didn’t sneak over to Spain to photograph the real running of the bulls. Instead I worked in New Orleans. I made pictures at San Fermin in Nueva Orleans 2012. What the hell is that, you might ask? It’s yet another New Orleans event designed to get people out and partying. Apparently, there isContinue reading “Running of The Bulls”

The Boxer

That’s the title of a very old song. It’s also one of many pictures that I’ve been making on my Central City project. Before I post, a few stories. Central City is located roughly in the center of New Orleans. It’s boundaries seem to expand and contract depending on what map your read or whoContinue reading “The Boxer”

Once Upon A Time

Once upon a time I used to shoot a lot of sports. I did it first as a photojournalist and later in more commercial markets. Thinking back, the last bit of sports that I photographed was participatory — exercise that everyone can do — in a gym in New Orleans. Then, the storm came andContinue reading “Once Upon A Time”