“Don’t you just love those long afternoons in New Orleans, when an hour isn’t just an hour–but a little piece of eternity dropped into your hands––and who knows what to do with it?”
— Tennessee Williams (A Streetcar Named Desire)
I popped the tailgate on my car.
I found a perch in the way-back. I spent time with my camera and my city. A little piece of eternity, indeed.
In the last frame … I even caught a ghost. This series is now for sale, at Where Y’Art Gallery.





