We had our last "down day" yesterday as we stopped through New Orleans. We're actually so grateful to have a week and a day of solid shows lined up because without a venue we end up without a place to say, lose our senses, and just drive without sleep into the night which leads our bodies to wither, throats to grow soar. Non-consensual sleepless nights aside, we enjoyed our portal into the New Year fondly and forged some colorful memories together. After roaming around somewhat aimlessly for an hour or so, we finally found our way to the New Orleans warf where we enjoyed a perch removed from the inebriated mayhem of the Big Easy. Also, fortune fated our path to intertwine with our good friend Taylor; it was great serendipity to ring in the New Year in NOLA among loving friends! Sorry the pictures are kinda blurry...long exposure times and my trembling armed bipod are hard to manage/reconcile with the ever persistent cold. Still, I found the colors quite nice and there is evidence of a vivid blue moon overhead. We are currently uncurling our legs from long van rides, warming up in a radical bookstore called "Sedition Books" in Houston having just returned from the Museum of Fine Arts, Houston (MFAH) where we incidentally ran into an exhibit on the moon, a display on ancient Vietnamese art and a spatially deceptive light tunnel. The road has been a great teacher already, though my heart still aches to the tune of some burning questions...but rest assured, everything has it's place under the sun as well as the moon, and right now traveling feels absolutely right.
We had our last "down day" yesterday as we stopped through New Orleans. We're actually so grateful to have a week and a day of solid shows lined up because without a venue we end up without a place to say, lose our senses, and just drive without sleep into the night which leads our bodies to wither, throats to grow soar. Non-consensual sleepless nights aside, we enjoyed our portal into the New Year fondly and forged some colorful memories together. After roaming around somewhat aimlessly for an hour or so, we finally found our way to the New Orleans warf where we enjoyed a perch removed from the inebriated mayhem of the Big Easy. Also, fortune fated our path to intertwine with our good friend Taylor; it was great serendipity to ring in the New Year in NOLA among loving friends! Sorry the pictures are kinda blurry...long exposure times and my trembling armed bipod are hard to manage/reconcile with the ever persistent cold. Still, I found the colors quite nice and there is evidence of a vivid blue moon overhead. We are currently uncurling our legs from long van rides, warming up in a radical bookstore called "Sedition Books" in Houston having just returned from the Museum of Fine Arts, Houston (MFAH) where we incidentally ran into an exhibit on the moon, a display on ancient Vietnamese art and a spatially deceptive light tunnel. The road has been a great teacher already, though my heart still aches to the tune of some burning questions...but rest assured, everything has it's place under the sun as well as the moon, and right now traveling feels absolutely right.
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