Bonus:
My last stop in New Orleans was a ruby-red, abandoned theatre where Louis Armstrong once played. It was once attached to a school, which has since been demolished. The exorbitant architecture and design matched that of most other schools I've explored, constructed in the early 20th c. I couldn't help but think how much more inspiring it must have been being schooled in a place so beautiful. In contrast to the striking colors, colossal atriums, & intricate woodworking seen here, all I remember about my schools are white walls & laminante floors; and the teachers were just as drab. How can we expect to mold creative human beings in surroundings so dull? Maybe this explains the deficiency of creativity in this generation; or, at least there's surely a connection.
The bonus pictures were taken on the road trip back home to Atlanta. We stopped into Montgomery, AL to pay our respects to Hank Williams at the Oakwood Cemetery. It was a beautiful afternoon, and the gravesite was encased by autumn-colored woods & eerie lines of trees sheathed in spanish moss. Buried next to his wife, his gravestone featured engravings of boots, a guitar, a cowboy hat, & one of his songs "Luke the Drifter."
It was an amazing trip.
Kodak Portra 400 / Nikon N90S
