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Tony at Tulane

TonyI have been without my trusty digital camera for several days and it has been rough.  I’ve been riding my bike around every day, unable to photodocument what I see!  I finally lost it last night and went out to buy a new one.  Of course, that meant I found my old one.  Continue reading →

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Prospect 1 Sculpture at Tulane

Public Art at TulaneIt is Prospect New Orleans: P.1 time. This is a huge international art biennial taking place right here in NOLA. The cryptic P.1 yard signs started popping up up a month or two ago and the big opening night party drew crowds on November 1. Continue reading →

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Cricket at Tulane

Today was a beautiful day in New Orleans: mid-70s, blue sky, shining sun.  It was the perfect day for a bike ride, so I tooled around Uptown after doing some work on campus.  I saw these men playing cricket out on the lawn in front of the student center.  Continue reading →

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Barack Obama Bus on Chestnut

I was riding up Chestnut on my way to work and saw this Louisiana for Change/Barack Obama bus.  Yes, the election is coming near, and the town is flush with lawn signs, lapel pins, and stickers.  Continue reading →

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Squirrel at Tulane University

It’s homecoming weekend at Tulane University, and the place is already crawling with parents following two steps behind students who seem uncomfortably reminded of their position between child and adulthood.  Continue reading →

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Color Wars at the Reilly Center

I hopped out of bed this morning, excited about my afternoon trip to the shooting range with A. I’ve never shot a gun before, and I was feeling simultaneously excited, scared and disgusted about the outing. Continue reading →

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Rain Puddles

New Orleans in the summertime means rain. And I don’t just mean a sprinkle here and there. We’re talking mean downpours at almost any time, big raindrops, soaking buckets of water. Continue reading →

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Making Movies in New Orleans

I rode my bike to the Uptown Zotz cafe today as I continue my project to photo document all the coffee shops in New Orleans. As I rode by Tulane’s main entrance on St. Charles, I saw these many trucks, lined up, blocking the extra space that I usually use when riding up this busy street. Continue reading →