Mom and child, 1970

As I’ve been salvaging photographs for the families that have entrusted me with the task, I have noticed something. Moms are absent in lots of photos. There are photos of dads with the kids. Photos of the kids together, kids with their friends, with grandparents, kids participating in sports. But there is a disturbing lack of MOM in the photos. When you think about it, it makes sense. Moms are usually the ones behind the camera snapping the photo. Moms are always waiting until they’ve “dropped a pant size” or “get their hair fixed” or “can really take time to go shopping” or … There’s always a reason that our busy lives derail appearing in photos with our children. I’m guilty of it too, and I’m a photographer.

I was so so saddened to be unable to save this photo of a mother and her child. Because it’s one of the only ones. The daughter will always be able to see it in her minds eye… Always know what it should look like; but the faces are washed away.

I’m going to tell you – not ask – to take more photos WITH your kids. Don’t wait to lose weight or get your makeup and hair perfect. Just do it. Even if it’s a selfie. Hire a professional. Whatever you do, take the picture. And print it. And frame it. And make copies and back it up. Your kids won’t care if you were “perfect.” They will care when the time comes that photos are all that they have of you, and they can’t find any photos of you with them.

Hold them and take a picture with them. They may squirm now, but they will be grateful for it.



Kitty Cat, early 1990s

These were the first photos I looked at and was just wowed by the color of the emulsified inks. Each color is stripped away in its own layer; blues first, then reds, finally yellows. They’re so vibrant, it’s difficult not to notice them.

The next art pieces I am working on will include these kind of colors. Keep your eyes on our Facebook page for more with new pieces.


Rise, Photo Installation

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In my attempts at salvaging photographs, there have been many that are far too gone to recognize. I could throw them away. After all, many have lost their ink entirely. They’re just paper that has been underwater.

But I cannot throw them out. At some point in time, someone thought enough of a moment to stop and say “This is important. This is worth remembering.” And they snapped a frame of film. I want to honor those moments, even the ones too damaged to decipher.

This piece is titled “Rise” – to symbolize what the water did, and then what the people of Louisiana do, time and time again. We rise. We overcome. We carry on.

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My daughter, Charlotte, standing in front of the installation titled “Rise.”

Party Leftovers, 1996

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Many of us are probably ready to sit back this weekend and have a few to unwind. Life doesn’t feel real for a lot of Louisiana folks these days. A minute with the fam may be what we need.

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If you DO decide to put a few back this weekend, please do so responsibly. Designate a driver, call an Uber, or stay home! It’s not just your life in your hands when you are behind the wheel, but those of the people around you. ❤ Stay safe, LA!