I recently went to New Orleans to attend the Gerontological Society of America (GSA) annual meeting to get updated on the latest science and research on the vast subject of aging. I couldn’t help but take my sketchbook, and every morning spent some time wandering in the French Quarter before the crowds of tourists arrived to enjoy the mist, fog, and mystery of this incredible and historic neighborhood.
The Quarter is a magic place, from the wrought iron balconies to the cracked flagstones it is bursting with visual delight. When the fog clears as the sun rises, the streets display long shadows of the iron beams and street signs as the residents walk their dogs and head to work. New Orleans is a special place for me because I went to college there in the 1970’s. Exploring the Quarter with my sketchbook, I tried to capture the atmosphere of this place, and recapture some memories from my college days.
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