- 6 years ago
These are dynamic times. These are trying times.
It takes humility, creativity and above all else, it requires courage to produce relatable art which seeks to tackle and address the orchestrations of the beast, while bringing an energy that encourages us to both meet and rise above the dilemmas and machinations designed to divide us. Enter, New Orleans. Enter, The Honorable South.
New Orleans. It has a breath of innocence, a breeze of wonder and cheerfulness that makes us feel younger; a reminder of what it used to be like on the playgrounds of youth. And yet, there exists a simultaneous underlying tone in all the glamour of the Mardi Gras parades, balls, and celebrations, which serve to ground us and remind us of just exactly why we no longer feel so young and conveniently aloof- of why those around us appear corrupted, bigoted, ignorant, and abusive. You can see it in the themes of floats and the vomit in the street. You can see it in the mass-produced t-shirts and the throws left