Store window
scenes: usually pleasant moments wherein I rather force myself to slow down
and examine detail with more attention than I customarily
do.
Often I have found myself in some small town or city, and something in a block or two
of buildings that has survived from another era catches my eye. But
any place large or small presents the opportunity to find
instances where a business's display of color or
form seems to call out for a photo.
It's kind of a whimsical pleasure. In most cases through the
main section of pages only minimal text is provided.
A second section provides a group of images without comment from a
couple of days spent in the French
Quarter of New Orleans, May, 2001. That concentrated area is
a wonderful mixture of the truly historic and beautiful, and the
ultimate in tackiness; it has the most elegant and the basest of
things to attract the visitor's attention. |
