I don’t consider myself tri-coastal or anything hip and worthy like that. I do, however, take exceptional pride that my family in New Orleans allows me to snore their house into the Richter Scale and tromp in and out at all hours, making it possible for me to share the fun times we have in the Crescent City. This is a trip I make more than once a year, but still always manage to land during 100% humidity. Coincidence? No. It’s a swamp. SWWWAAAAAAAMP. If you go to New Oleans, just keep trying to remind yourself it was the playground for the French and aristocratic white male land owners for hundreds of years. Look through the current stickiness of the underwater wonder of the French Quarter during an absolute downpour and you can appreciate that once more, into the sticky icky, my trustee 5D and I waddle, stumbling forward on dirty bananas and hand grenades.
We had an absolute blast out there and can’t wait to see what fun we will have next visit. For now, here is what I am able to share with the public. Remember that at least 30% of the photos have been culled from this publicly viewable forum. Additionally, being in New Orleans typically requires a bit more… participation over observation. This cool Polish cat, Joseph Jurowski, teaching me the skills of the darkroom at the Pinnacle Campus of ACC, reminded me that sometimes to get the shot you want, you have to jump in.
Well, jump I did, indeed. Finally, I am posting fewer and fewer images so that the new website www.jwgphotography.com which is linked throughout this blog server may load with ease. While there my eventually be less photos for each post, I feel like this will lead to more frequent posting!
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- Shnorkel-time in the Big Easy
