Showing posts with label signs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label signs. Show all posts

April 23, 2008

ROAD TRIP REWIND: FROM THE BEGINNING


Please know that this photo in no way represents the time I spent with my mom in Portland. It just happens that this is the very first photo I took. It's going to take me a while to sift through the 200+ images from our trip, so I thought I'd start off simple--from the beginning.

I saw this sign on our walk from the hotel to the Chinese Classical Garden early Friday morning. I took the photo for my friend Mary, creative gal and mother of one. She got a kick out of it, as you might imagine.

By the way, the Chinese Classical Garden was incredible. And yes, there are plenty of pictures. Stay tuned for tomorrow's installment: The Tao of Tea.

March 5, 2008

MORE ROAD TRIP PHOTOS ON FLICKR
















Go here to see more photographs from my recent jaunt through the great state of Georgia, inspirational pig signs included.

March 3, 2008

WASH HANDS BEFORE RETURNING TO WORK
















At the Pink Pig in Cherry Log, GA

After ten days on the road, I'm finally back in Oxford. It was a fun and fruitful trip, but it's good to be home.

It'll take some time to gather my thoughts, upload files, and catch up at work, but I intend to share more photographs from the road real soon.

February 29, 2008

PHOTO FROM THE ROAD
















Sign in Lexington, GA

January 17, 2008

WHAT I CRAVE















So much has happened this week that I feel like I've been in Louisville for a month, not three days. Tuesday is a blur. But yesterday's doings are still fresh and definitely worth sharing.

I agreed to take Pableaux to the airport but not before we had breakfast. We stopped into the Twig and Leaf (obvious bit of inspiration there) for plates piled high with eggs, biscuits, country ham and twig sticks (read: tater tots). We chatted up Miss Bonnie as we sipped and sopped. I asked her, "Why the name Twig and Leaf?" Her response involved mention of a strip club. I'll leave it at that.

After the airport run, I breezed through a day of interviews all over town (and a Vietnamese food lunch!) with the help of Pableaux's handy GPS gadget that he loaned me. Best. Loan. Ever. I'm hooked. And with all the time I spend on the road, you'd better believe I'll be getting one of these things real soon. Thanks, Pableaux!

The day's interviews were wonderful: the history of the Old Fashioned at the Pendennis Club, memories of legendary bartender Max Allen at the Seelbach, and cocktails, cocktails and more cocktails made by Edward and Jerry at the Seelbach. Edward's Old Fashioned is pictured here. But if you belly up to his bar, make sure to order a Whiskey Sour. And if you belly up to Jerry's bar, ask for a Bufala Negra: basil, balsamic vinegar, ginger ale and Buffalo Trace bourbon. Need I say more?

And what do you do after an afternoon filled with fancy cocktails? Why, head to a bar, of course. I spent the evening with my new friends over at Check's Cafe, where there were plenty of stories, laughs, and lies being shared. Billy the bartender had a club soda waiting for me when I sat down, and Mr. Tinker--Schnitzelburg's Number One Citizen--gave me a couple of t-shirts. I feel like a regular already.

There were some new guys (to me, anyway) sitting at the bar: Josh, Dan and Carl. The first thing to come out of Josh's mouth after I introduced myself was, "I love White Castle!" And he does. He has a tattoo to prove it: the White Castle logo with "What I Crave" written beneath. When I asked him if I could photograph it, Billy told him to put his other arm in the picture, so I'd know where I was. That arm, of course, has the Louisville cardinal, mascot of the University of Louisville. By the way, Josh's record for number of White Castle burgers eaten at one time? Sixteen.

It was a long day but a wonderful one, filled with great stories and good people--what I crave.

November 11, 2007

SATURDAY IN THE DELTA
















Guard Donkey (!) :: Indianola, MS

















Greens & Batteries :: Greenwood, MS

















Clearance Sale :: Belzoni, MS

October 7, 2007

MAGIC LIGHT

















Saturday evening in downtown Oxford.

September 6, 2007

MLK BLVD.

Taken on HWY 70/MLK Jr. Expressway in Goldsboro, NC.

My friend Rob Walker has been documenting MLK Boulevards for some time now. Check out his MLK BLVD website right here. And see his Flickr group here.

Hey Rob, do expressways count?

September 4, 2007

PARTY TIME


Taken on HWY 7 North, Lafayette County, MS, at 6:00 a.m. yesterday. I was on my way to the Memphis Airport to catch a plane, so I had to pass the party right on by. Maybe it will still be going strong when I get back.

I'm in North Carolina all week, digging up more barbecue stories, believe it or not. Check back tomorrow for more photos from the road.

Party on.

July 30, 2007

GO AHEAD


Add a cone. You know you want to. Mine's going to be chocolate.

Taken in Houston, Texas, in front of the James Coney Island on Shepherd Drive.

Yum.

July 11, 2007

MY FATHER-IN-LAW, THE BILLBOARD PAINTER

My father-in-law, Nelson Streeter, was a very talented man. He was an artist, designer, sign painter, and creator of billboards. Back when billboards (and signs) were painted by hand, of course. Imagine.

Kurt traveled to Syracuse, New York, about two years ago to visit Nelson when he was in a hospital there. He came home with a photo album of his father’s work. There’s some incredible stuff in there. The sheer size the billboards just blows me away, but I am also amazed by the confidence in Nelson’s brush and the detail he was able to achieve on such a large scale. The photograph above is of Nelson painting in his workshop. The photo below is one of his finished billboards.

Nelson passed away a few months after Kurt’s visit. I never met Nelson, but I feel I know him through his paintings.

They just don’t make them like they used to.

June 4, 2007

PICKLES, PICKLES EVERYWHERE!

Part of my time in North Carolina was spent in Winston-Salem, where I came across this dapper fellow, Mr. Dill Pickle. The Dill Pickle is a restaurant downtown. Unfortunately, I didn't eat there, nor did I get a chance to meet Mr. Pickle himself. And I have no idea whether or not dill pickles are on the menu. I ate Thai food this day. When one is on the road documenting Southern food, ethnic food fills a rather large hole, pickles or no pickles.

Upon my return home, however, I found a bevy of cukes in the garden. Oh my, how cukes grow. And we have so very many plants that I can guarantee that we'll be pickling some. Soon, very soon.

Mr. Pickle would be proud.