To Be Continued, or Damn, I love this town
So this weekend was the big documentary film festival, as well as our local artwalk, and today could hardly have been a better day to be outside walking through the dusty, under construction streets of Durham.
We had family in town to entertain, and they had a great time visiting studiios and makeshift galleries with us. I fired up the grill in late afternoon to start dinner, when the phone rang.
The kids from the To Be Continued Brass Band were in town for the showing of the documentary made about their struggle to get back together after Hurricane Katrina scattered its members across the country, and, with nothing much to do between the end of the festival and their trip back to NOLA in the morning, were going to come to our neighborhood park for some barbecue and tunes.
What an unbelievable thing to do. Alas, my camera stayed home, but some photographer friends were there, and with luck, some pictures will appear here in the morning.
Check these guys out if you get the chance.
Photo by Todd Owen
We had family in town to entertain, and they had a great time visiting studiios and makeshift galleries with us. I fired up the grill in late afternoon to start dinner, when the phone rang.
The kids from the To Be Continued Brass Band were in town for the showing of the documentary made about their struggle to get back together after Hurricane Katrina scattered its members across the country, and, with nothing much to do between the end of the festival and their trip back to NOLA in the morning, were going to come to our neighborhood park for some barbecue and tunes.
What an unbelievable thing to do. Alas, my camera stayed home, but some photographer friends were there, and with luck, some pictures will appear here in the morning.
Check these guys out if you get the chance.
Photo by Todd Owen
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