Doors


Doors. I have this thing about Doors. No. Not The Doors. They were a great band, but that’s not what I’m talking about. I’m talking about… oh, never mind. You see the pictures. Within a few hours of finally being home, I just had to run out and make a bunch of pictures. I immediatelyContinue reading “Doors”

It’s Here.


Carnival Time. Mardi Gras. Krewe du Vieux. The first big parade of the season rolled last night from The Marigny through The French Quarter and back. But, mostly it rolled around The Quarter. Krewe du Vieux is an adult parade. This year’s theme is Krewe du Vieux comes early. That’s sort of all you needContinue reading “It’s Here.”

A Further Look


Apparently, a lot of readers like the idea of my long form story about New Orleans’ Central City. So, for the next week I’ll post a fewer pictures that reflect my work there. It will help me organize my work and my thinking. Organizing my work is not so hard to do. But, my thinking?Continue reading “A Further Look”

So. I Really Don’t Have An Election Picture.


I’ll stick with my trend with beautiful skies. Somehow that seems reasonable for tonight. I made this a few weeks ago. It’s a reflection. If you look very closely, you’ll see that the signs are all backwards. And, if you look in the lower shadows you might even see me. It’s really hard to pointContinue reading “So. I Really Don’t Have An Election Picture.”

Another “Found” Image


Yesterday’s post was one of my “found” gems. One of my blogging colleagues, Vera, liked it a lot and asked if I had more hidden work. The sad fact is that I do. These  pictures only surface  when I’m looking for another picture — usually to fulfill a client request. Today’s post is just suchContinue reading “Another “Found” Image”

Midnight in The Garden District


Or. Something like that. This picture was made at night. The Garden District, especially at night, has a very spooky look and feel to it. You can just feel the ghostly presence. It should. And, you should. It is a very old area in a city that is very old in itself. Many of theContinue reading “Midnight in The Garden District”

Tuba


Well. It may be a tuba. But, that’s not the point. The point for me, at least , is the reflection in the brass of the tuba. I saw this at a second line parade in Central City. I’d like to say that I was lucky to see this, but I was very much inContinue reading “Tuba”

After The Rain


When it rains around here, we often get some very pretty light as the clouds break and the sun peaks through the remaining clouds. Yes. The light is pretty. But, not as pretty as it is in — oh, say — New Mexico. But, that’s a whole other story. A better story is this one.Continue reading “After The Rain”

One Night


Ah yes. One night in The French Quarter.One night on Bourbon Street. Bourbon Street. The street where music never stops. The girls always beckon. If you pay for them. The place where beer and alcohol flows like water. It smells like it. The place where a lot of people show their true selves. It isContinue reading “One Night”