Hi folks, I'm still here. It turns out that Kamp Katrina, an amazing place, presented security concerns for me. I had some interesting conversations and was lucky to have an opportunity to make some photographs, but I am still looking for a "base camp" here in New Orleans. I will post some further thoughts and photos after I have a chance to sort them out a bit, perhaps at my new friend Dixie Brown's place in Uptown, a neighborhood some 10 minutes or so out. Right now, I am in CC's Comunity Coffee house in the French Quarter, waiting for Jessica to cut my hair at "Head Quarters". And I have not forgotten about the finale to "How I made $17..." and will tell you about that, too. (Although, as in so many stories of adventure, the climax is in the title and getting there is more than half the fun :-)
This continues to be an amazing but logistically challenging adventure. I'll transmit again when I come out from behind the far side of the moon :-)
I used to live in New York City. I designed homes for the tycoons of Wall Street; Park Avenue, Scarsdale, Greenwich. It was great fun. And, after years of saving up for a down payment, I was just about to buy my own little place in Fleetwood, half an hour north of the city, when the economy fell apart. Architects are like canaries in a coal mine when the economy slows, and true to form, there were massive layoffs in firms all over the country. Devastation of the profession. So, I decided to try to find something else to do for a while. I bought a 23' school bus and I'm on the road to see if I can figure out what that might be.