I lived in New Orleans for a few years, when I was in grad school, and this color palette is exactly the way I remember the city, where even the bright colors are muted.

Bruce Cockburn’s song “When You Give It Away” includes the line “languid mandala of a ceiling fan/teases the air like a slow stroking hand” comes to my mind every time I think of New Orleans. The heavy air there, so wet it seems to barely move, makes everything seem slow, languid.

(This is the last of the photos from my Louisiana trip. Tomorrow begins a new adventure, to the deserts of far West Texas.) (I like extremes.) (Apparently.)

St. Charles Avenue
New Orleans, Louisiana
photographed 10.25.2017