Worldwide PhotoWalk 2011

Last weekend was the Scott Kelby Worldwide Photowalk.  Since we're on the Gulfcoast, we had our choice of New Orleans vs Fairhope, AL.  At my insistence we chose Fairhope. The scheduled day for it was just better. The one in NOLA was on a Sunday afternoon.  (Have you ever evicted a sleepy kid from bed on a Monday after a "fun filled" Sunday? Yeah.)

I didn't submit anything for the contest. I has been about a year since I've done anything with my camera. Nonetheless, while there was nothing particularly spectacular, I think I got a few decent ones... Nothing I'd hang on a wall, but interesting enough to look at once in a while.

First of all, this is just about the quintessential Suthun picture.  And that's about all there is to say about that!

The photos above were taken on the campus of small community college on the route. The campus that the most enormous Magnolia tree ever invented. I mean, so large there was just no way to capture it in an image...

Below, here, are photos of a firehouse museum.  I'm not a stuff keeper, but thank god for those who tend to be. There was an old Ford firetruck and the walls were loaded with all this paraphernalia.  Such an interesting little area. And the colors were popping!  But, for me, red always does.

New Orleans Style

Taking photos of people is challenging  (or at least I think so). However, I think I enjoy that more than I enjoy taking photos of places and things because people tell a story with just being themselves.  I found that the people in New Orleans were great stories.

We were in New Orleans over the weekend of April 18. On Sunday morning, there was an marathon. I have no idea when these poor souls started the race. But by the time we were out and about around 10 am, they were starting to drag - and I do mean drag - themselves in. But the French Quarter loved it. There were people lining the streets and out on the balconies of their homes watching the race come to its end.   This man happened to have the best seat in the house.  And was dressed just as you would expect a man in New Orleans to dress.

Later I was leaning against a post and I see this coming down the street toward me. I snapped a quick shot. Then looked down to change the settings on my camera. I brought it up again just in time for him to see me sighting on him and he shook his head at me. I think this is my favorite photo from the whole trip.

As he walked by I asked, "Where you going with that?"

"I'm going to a gig. Whaddaya think?"

"Well, you never know! There are so many people walking around down here carrying tubas."
(I realize now it is not necessarily a tuba, but hey!)

We spoke, but he kept on walking. Gotta get to that gig...