May 19 2010

Venice, Louisiana

My last day in New Orleans was a bit of a misadventure.  The plan was to head down to Venice, Louisiana and try to shoot something relating to the oil spill.  I had lofty ambitions of talking my way onto a cleanup vessel for a couple of hours, but I figured I’d settle to just see what the situation was like on the ground firsthand.

Josh borrowed a car from his co-worker John, and we headed down the Mississippi river toward Venice.

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This is what Highway 23 looks like most of the way:

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On the way downriver, the clouds were heavy and we often encountered rain.  We made a few mental notes of places to stop and shoot on the way back during blue hour, or after nightfall when the grey skies would add to the aesthetic of the photo instead of detract.

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There are large levies on either side of the highway, so it’s impossible to see anything on either side.  We pulled over a couple of times when a road led to the left or right over one of the levies, but mostly we just came up to gates that looked like this:

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These docks abut virgin wetland:

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May 19 2010

St. Claude and the Lower Ninth Ward

I started my walk a little bit north of the Marigny district and started walking east, through parts of New Orleans that are still recovering from Hurricane Katrina five years later.

It’s so hot and humid that most people hang out on the street.  Everywhere I walked people were sitting on their porch, or, if they didn’t have one, their front steps:

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Many houses still have spraypaint markings from the Katrina search-and-rescue. This one had some additions spraypainted on to liven the bleak mood:

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This kid had the biggest grin I think I’ve EVER seen.

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Some of these houses are beautiful, but generally are waiting to be leveled by the city:

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This building is either being refurbished, or is about to be flattened.  I couldn’t tell.

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Here’s detail of some of an interesting piece of illegal street art that appeared on the back door:

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One of the locals I talked to for a minute after shooting the above building:

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May 8 2010

24 Hours in South Central

One of my goals on this trip is to always do something different.  More than half of the cities I’m visiting, I’ve never been to before, so in many cases, that will be a pretty easy goal.

However, my first stop was Los Angeles.  LA is a city I’ve spent a lot of time in.  I’ve only lived in San Francisco for a little over a year, but before that, I’d never lived anywhere else other than LA.

Specifically, the west side of LA.  Of the 25 years I spent in LA, 24 of them were in Santa Monica.  I lived in the valley for a few months, and I lived in Mar Vista for a year (which is a laughable mention since it’s a mile from Santa Monica), but rarely have I ever escaped my little beach bubble.  Even when I go back to LA, which I’ve done eight or nine times since moving to San Francisco, I pretty much always stay west of the 405.

This trip, I set out to do something entirely different.

I spent my time in South Central.

South Central has a bit of a reputation.  Even if you’ve never been to LA, you’ve heard of South Central LA, or the crips, or the bloods, or Rodney King, or the LA riots.

But South Central is a real place, with real people, and it’s history and people are intertwined with the history and culture of Los Angeles.

Yet I don’t think I’ve spent more than a few hours there in my entire life.  Combined.  That includes driving through, and I’m counting time spent on the 110 freeway (which cuts through) in this cumulative sum, and anybody who has driven in LA knows how quickly those traffic hours can add up.

My good friend Naomi recently moved in with her boyfriend near Hoover and Vernon.  They’d been bugging me to visit for months, but most of the times I’d come to town I was either working on a job, or if I was around on a social visit, I wouldn’t rent a car, preferring to stay in a bubble near the beach where I could walk or bike to visit my friends.

This trip though, I decided to change that.  Besides my previously stated goal of doing something entirely different, it was very close to the downtown core where Union Station is.

South Central actually has lots of really amazing Craftsman-style architecture, which spent decades disappearing from LA:

Before I even got there, Naomi and Dismost, her boyfriend, told all of their friends that I would be in town and would take pictures of their bike gang.  Not only did I have no idea what to expect, but I’d been hyped up to such a point that I was worried that I wouldn’t be able to live up to their expectations.  They had planned a whole DAY dedicated exclusively to taking photos.  Yet, somehow I knew that this was going to be something special.

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