Colton School is one of those examples of the ridiculousness of New Orleans. First it was a school. Then it was an artists commune. Then, they kicked the artists out and said they were going to make it a school … Read More
Any place you stay in New Orleans you can hear the trains. I can hear the whistle right now as I write this. These tracks are down by the Green Project. Royce says “I need some newspaper.” He’s doing some … Read More
These painted columns are nearly graffiti free in a marked up city. Royce says there used to be trees here. A whole avenue of trees and well dressed people, he says. We are working and are dressed in jeans and … Read More
“We need something representative of where these kids come from. We need some decay.” Royce does not want to go to Central City. “It’s not necessary,” he says. “We can go right around the corner to find what we want.” … Read More
The Marigny is a strange mixture of old and new. Of pristine and decay. If you let things go to far, nature will reclaim what we have taken from her. And, if we cut her back, she will wait and … Read More
You think you are out in Lafitte or Paradis or LaRose. But it is City Park, and this is what we love about New Orleans. It is, after all, a swamp. Lest we not forget. So it is good for … Read More