On the first weekend of business shutdowns during the Covid pandemic, I ventured out into a truly foreign world - an empty French Quarter on a Saturday night. The scene was so bereft of life and activity, it seemed almost supernatural. Facing the red chair back toward the Place D'Armes, I had ample time to set up the shot during the blue hour of the evening with not a single passerby. While the ambience of a quiet French Quarter neighborhood was something to behold, my hope is there's no need to experience that ever again.
The most difficult things to convey in a photograph are almost always scale and intimacy. Scale is difficult because a two-dimensional representation of a three-dimensional world can fall short in portraying the scale of the scene and more importantly, how big the scene is in relation to a human being. The backstory on the chair is a personal one. Instantly, the thought of incorporating it into my photography became something I began to think about.
My hope is that something we all use β a simple chair β will give that extra layer of connection to this series of photographs. Editioned photograph on archival paper with a one inch white border on all sides in addition to the photograph size for matting.
All photographs are signed and dated with the edition number and include a certificate of authenticity. I am a native New Orleanian whose family roots in the region date back to the s. I am a graduate of Loyola University New Orleans. I grew up as an artist β working with pencil and charcoal β creating drawings of people, places, and everything in between. Photography became an integral part of my life in when I was diagnosed with Leukemia.
It provided an outlet of creativity and reflection that was immensely therapeutic. It remains so to this day. My objective with every photograph is to create something that reflects how I felt viscerally at that place and time.
