Roots and Trees

On a hike in Tennessee recently, we came across many overturned trees with roots sometimes as high as 15 feet – a wall of rocks, roots and earth overturned by the tragic death of some mighty tree. Every size of overturned tree roots was as spooky as the next though, and with the dense forest behind it, holding secrets and lies like only a forest can, I suspected that the tree had not died alone but among an ageless forest of peers who would one day suffer the same fate. The dead tree and roots however are an intricate part of the ecosystem, providing homes for countless insects and creatures. The cycle goes on, the forest keeps its secrets.

New Orleans, 2010. Beware of the Dog

We lived in New Orleans for about 4 months last Summer. It was hot, humid and awesome. Our neighbourhood wasn’t that interesting but when we walked around downtown or the east side of it. In the Marigny area of central New Orleans, there were great old Victorian houses that had stood the time and storms of the region. At one, was this great gate covered voodoo decor, a Hatian license plate and beware of the dog sign. Perhaps they wanted people to beware of more than their dog. Classic NOLA.

Taken with a holga on Kodak TMAX 400 film.