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Tag: Throws

  • What You Could See

    I think I well photograph a little Mardi Gras. The Universe needs a little inbound positive energy for my friend, Chris. I don’t think I can take and take and take… Besides, looking a this older work makes me happy. That counts for something. Right.

  • Archival Mardi Gras

    Mardi Gras past. Y’all know I’ll be a little busy while I’m in New Orleans so I thought I’d dig around in my archives and show you a few pictures you may not have seen. Color, energy, motion, joy. And, beads.

  • All On A Tuesday

    A ll on a Tuesday. It’s Mardi Gras. Everywhere else it’s just another Tuesday. People go about their workday, not even knowing the hell that’s raised in New Orleans. I don’t know if that’s a good or bad thing. Anyway. Here are a bunch of pictures to help you celebrate. Happy Mardi Gras, y’all.

  • Bead Tree

    This is where Mardi Gras beads come from. They grow on trees. All over the city. You pick them when they are ripe. But, seriously… They mostly come from China. The same place just about every inexpensively manufactured product comes from. Some glass beads still come from the Czech Republic. But, they are pricey and…

  • Ends and Odds. Mostly Odds.

    Monday was Lundi Gras. The day before Fat Tuesday or Mardi Gras. For those of us who live in New Orleans, it’s sort of a day to prepare for the final and biggest day. For me, that meant wandering around The French Quarter photographing whatever I saw. I went to Waldenburg Park which runs along…

  • “Trow Me Sumptin’ Mistah”

    Two days. Eight parades. Over 72 gigs of images. Somewhere near 2,400 pictures. And, I’ve still got nine days to go. Luckily, there are some breaks. No parades on Monday and Tuesday. Still, that’s a lot of pictures. Even for me. What am I going to do with all of them? Well, by the time…

  • Beads

    A while back I published a picture of what I  euphemistically call “the bead tree.” I liked the picture because I managed to capture the beads and the tree up close and personal with a wide angle lens.  I asked a friend of mine what he thought. He seemed to like the picture well enough, but…

  • After A Parade

    We are a messy bunch in New Orleans. And, we like parades. Mardi Gras. St. Patrick’s Day. Super Sunday. Easter. Second Line. Jazz Funerals. And, probably a lot more that I haven’t of. When we parade, we party. We make a mess. We don’t mean to. But, we do.  Think of us as three year…

  • That’s All Folks

    Another Carnival Season comes to a close. I hope those of you who celebrated had a good time. For the rest of you, maybe next year. It’s really worth it.