Here I am at the pink bunny. Running around in the cold and complaining about the apocalyptic weather, it is not lost on me that where I stand will be under water in my lifetime. It almost already is. We … Read More
Here we are location scouting for our activist film “Locked.” The Army Corps of Engineers want to blow up a a concrete block the size of the Chrysler building in the middle of the 9th Ward. They want to expand … Read More
Here I am on my bike “Purple Haze (all in my brain).” riding through the French Quarter. The photographer is, of course, my husband and the enigmatic Patrick Jackson. We are on our way to Drago’s for wedding anniversary oysters. … Read More
Beyond the mist, just five feet in front of my face is the mighty Mississippi. Weather like this is more common now that we’ve entered the era of rapid climate change. My dad told me that the rapture would happen … Read More
It’s true that you will find a bar or a church on most every corner in the 9th ward. Sometimes a bar will flip to a church or a church to a bar with no notice, which can make for … Read More
If you were not enveloped in a swamp of South Louisiana humidity, you might think you’re in France when you turn the corner and come upon this scene. Of course, Louisiana used to be France. Many last names reach back … Read More