Taking a pause from cleaning up my sister’s Lake Marina condo, I was intrigued by the way the light struck these mops leaning up against the wall.
Taking a pause from cleaning up my sister’s Lake Marina condo, I was intrigued by the way the light struck these mops leaning up against the wall.
This is one of my favorites. It’s a few hundred thousand dollars worth of sailboats that had been lifted up out of their slips and deposited in West End Park on the side of the road. This was near the entrance to the Southern Yacht Club parking lot.
This is a shot taken looking east across Bellaire Drive down Spencer Avenue. The 17th Street Canal levee breach is directly behind me, making this Ground Zero for the Lakeview flood. Notice the house in the middle of the street in the background. That’s not right. Taken October 30, 2005.
So for the month of August, I will be posting one picture per day from my Hurricane Katrina aftermath photo collection, in no particular order. First up, the debris pile gathered up on the neutral ground between West End and Pontchartrain boulevards. Probably taken in the middle of October, 2005.
So last night was Captain Sarcastic’s birthday dinner. Unfortunately, Nola’s continuing illness kept her from joining us. It turned into a small party (seven adults, one baby Sun–always an exemplary baby when dining out) meeting at Pascal’s Manale restaurant on Napoleon Avenue uptown. Manale’s is an old-school New Orleans place. We used to go...
As I announced earlier, Anthony Bourdain’s No Reservations show was airing its New Orleans episode this week. I wondered whether it would delve a little deeper than the episode he did in the city with his old show on the Food Network. I’d like to say it didn’t disappoint, but I can’t. It was...
Mardi Gras 2006 was the first post-K carnival season. I was of the opinion at the time that the city just was not ready. Way too much of town was uninhabited and uninhabitable; much of the devastation lay in traditional parade areas such as Endymion’s Mid-City route. How would the rest of the world...
Two years ago today, I spent the day in front of a computer DSL’ed to the internets, which was in front of a TV that went back and forth between CNN and the Weather Channel. I was at my parent’s house near Hot Springs, Arkansas, having arrived there the day before, after fleeing my...