what’s the point of my blog?
Well, you’re not alone. I’ve wondered that very same thing. Sometimes almost hourly. But in the mean time, as it grows and settles into its own niche, I think it’s safe to say for now, a Day in the Life, of Joe: pictures, music (Tuesdays), people, and all sorts of other random stuff.
Friday I went to Lee’s French Quarter apartment to pick up some files for work. He told me to bring my camera because he had just finished his latest piece of art, and I like to document it.
To set the scene he lives on Royal Street in one of those hidden courtyards known only by the black, iron gate smudged between two buildings. I told him, one day I want to do a full photographic walk-through of his house because of all the unique little (and big) eccentricities. But for now, here are just a few shots (including his room that is completely covered, ceiling to floor, in old albums!).
On my way home I did a pap (uh, paparazzi, that is). I took a couple pictures of Nicolas Cage’s used-to-be French Quarter house.
And later that night Sam and I went rock climbing with Will and the First Baptist Church’s youth group. In case you don’t know, rock climbing is awesome and next time you need to be there with us! Not even playin’.
