Is that Bourbon Street? It's rare to catch it so vacant. I like the guy leaning on the post. Really nice photo.
Here are a few of mine from last August when I stopped in New Orleans for five days during a cross country road trip to Miami. I was traveling alone so I got to meet a lot of the locals. I was treated excellent. I hope they all survived Katrina.
Cathedral de St. Louis in Jackson Square, after an experiment with photoshop filters. I like the way it turned out -- much more interesting than the original photo.
I came across these guys on Canal and Bourbon, a bunch of musicians playing upbeat jazz, a cardboard box in front of them for money. They were so talented.
I met this group at the Alibi, a bar off Bourbon where the locals hang. Great shrimp po' boys. They had just gotten off work and we started talking. This is one of my favorite photos. I like the spontaneity of it.
This is the bartender that served me all night at the Alibi. She was a local and I couldn't get enough of her accent. The bar remained full until 6 a.m. At 7 a.m., I realized I was the only customer in the bar. She never lost her sense of humor. I had been planning on leaving town that day. I didn't.
This guy is a local artist. I got to know him over a few days at a blues/jazz bar on Bourbon. Extremely talented. That is me in his sketch.
These guys were just chilling on the riverwalk. They saw me with my camera and asked for a photo. I obliged.
This guy trying to entice me into the bar. I didn't take the bait.
An artist on Bourbon.
A cute barmaid at a bar on Bourbon.
A barmaid from the same bar. That is me in the picture. She was really nice. A Cajun from Baton Rouge. We really hit it off and she kept coming back and talking to me as she served drinks.
This guy had his chess board set up on Canal Street. I'm a chess player so I stopped and asked him what the deal was. He said I would have to pay him ten bucks to play him. If I win, I get twenty back. I lost, but I gave him a good game. No regrets there. The photo was taken by a buddy of his who was selling watches next to him. I don't usually hand my camera to strangers, especially in places where they prey on tourists, but I went with my instincts.
Here he is again. I took this photo.
This is me at Cafe du Monde on Decatur. Great beignets. The guy at the next table started talking to me and I asked him to take this photo.