Went, and came back. New Orleans was perfect and all is swell in Nancy's World. Photographed a jazz funeral yesterday for Ernie K. Doe and it was abso-fuckin-lutely grand with umbrellas in the air, bands marching, people dancing, oversized bills with K.Doe's face in them, and the grand marshal who I talked with as his cigar hung at the corner of his lip. Shot the whole thing in black & white. The conference was informative and it was rather surreal to have a load of people of the same genre in one space except we were, physically and mentally (as usual), divided into three very distinct groups: editorial, advertising, and design. And never the twainish trio shall meet. In the midst of photographing a Hindu/Western wedding day and I'm still pulling red rice out of my hair from the Hindu portion. One more thing about New Orleans: I love the insanity there and the city was not much changed from my last time there about fifteen or so years. ago. Didn't eat enough seafood. Did drink enough cocktails. Off to hydrate before round two of the wedding. French guests are off tomorrow...I brought them back jambalaya mix and hot sauce and my money's on them never using either product but politely displaying them in their home in case I ever darken their Lille doorstep again.