The Quarter in Monochrome
New Orleans at walking pace. Balconies, buskers, cafe tables, the morning crowd. Black and white belongs there.
Personal Projects
Personal work in series, never single frames. Three open series, added to when a place offers something new.
New Orleans at walking pace. Balconies, buskers, cafe tables, the morning crowd. Black and white belongs there.
Courthouse squares, chimney ruins, old fort ground, one bare winter tree. What West Texas built, left standing.
People at work. A workshop doorway, hands at the donut counter, a kitchen conversation left unposed. Hands remember what mouths forget.