The City Planning Commission, in association with the Hard Rock Hotel committee, has come up with several possibilities for what to do with the current disaster that has building innards leaking out of the Hard Rock Hotel and dropping onto the street at the corner of Rampart and Canal. We, the people will be asked […]
Note: All photographs published in this article are the property of Thomas Cole. What exactly separates this very old, scenic and, at times, colorful town from others I have visited? I spent nearly a quarter of my life in the most foreign and exotic locales on this planet – Istanbul, Kabul, Goa, Kathmandu, Bali, Chiang […]
Thursday, September 5—The Newcomb Museum hosted an opening reception for two new exhibits focusing on Environmental racism. One exhibit, by artist and activist LaToya Ruby Frazier, focused on the ongoing Flint water crisis (“Flint is Family”). However, the other focused on an issue here in New Orleans: Gordon Plaza. The exhibit is called “The American […]
Thomas Cole’s book is a love letter to the city and people of New Orleans – and it’s something that no one who loves the city should miss.
A formerly blighted piece of property at 300 Rampart street is now home to a colorful mural of Louis “Satchmo” Armstrong created by street artist Eduardo Kobra.
Editor’s Note: This piece originally appeared on The NOLA Chic website. It has been reprinted here with permission. My heart sank when I read the bold headlines about the death of our beloved Toni Morrison, but I was immediately comforted by the rich, extensive legacy she left for us. She was an extremely prolific writer, an incredible […]
New Orleans locals, mark your calendars for almost every Sunday afternoon (around 3:30), and there will be a seat waiting for you in the courtyard of The Maple Leaf Bar.
Any time you are reading an Erica Spindler novel and think the plot could not possibly further thicken, read a few more pages at most.
Jarrad McKay is a reputable muralist, tattoo artist, and painter in the greater New Orleans area.
New Orleans your wet day drive-by’s are hot blood hot saucing in roadway’s potholes of mush-mud. New Orleans your witchcraft soul-saved me from husband- heartbreak, drafted to be wed by the cast bones of a brood hen. Back pat back pat doing good. Out the draft, the thrown bones, out the marriage, new home. New Orleans got that back pat, doing good. Rain clucks the clothes […]
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