I needed a few photos of myself, so I went to the backyard for a little photoshoot. What I didn’t realize is that Daisy was behind me stealing the scene.
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Joe Kennedy
I'm a graduate of the University of Mobile and New Orleans Baptist Theological Seminary. After Hurricane Katrina I moved back to Mobile, Alabama for nine months, but returned to the Crescent City in June 2006. Two years to the day after that, I left New Orleans for an eleven month detox in Fort Worth, [Republic of] Texas. Now I'm back in Mobile.
I love to travel and I rarely leave home without my Canon EOS 40D. I've been to 35 states, 3 provinces, and a few countries. While living in Fort Worth I realized that being within short driving distance of a large body of salt water is important to me.
I'm a writer and a photographer, and you can hire me for local photography- from New Orleans to Pensacola. Please use the contact form (by clicking "contact" above) to get a hold of me. I'm happy to work with you on prices. I'll do events, but I prefer not to do weddings unless they're for friends.
I needed a few photos of myself, so I went to the backyard for a little photoshoot. What I didn’t realize is that Daisy was behind me stealing the scene.
About nine and a half years ago, sometime in the middle of my senior year, I stood in front of two of the most feared teachers St. Paul’s School had to offer. Patricia Marsh (speech, theatre) and Lou Courie (literature) were renowned for their ability to crush the spirit of even the most fearless of...
Day 16 had me all around the DFW Metroplex. It began in Weatherford, west of Fort Worth, and ended at Happy Hill Farms in Glen Rose with Britt and Michaela. Britt, Kayla, two of their friends, and our NOBTS diasporates Brent and Laura (Britt, Brent, and I lived in Lipsey Hall our first...
Carnival, as we are apparently calling it here in New Orleans, began today. How appropriate then, that I saw the exhibit at the New Orleans Museum of Art last night. The parades don’t really get going until February though.
As a native (relatively speaking) of Mobile, however, I do find it necessary to say...
I found out this morning Prescott Hoffman died. We graduated from SPS in 1999 together. Some guy thought he’d have some fun and so the closest original thought he had was to get drunk. The only creative thing he could come up with was to get plastered. And now Prescott Hoffman...