Martin Benson

    It was early and breezy Monday morning as I walked around the corner to meet up with artist Martin Benson at his uptown studio. Resting comfortably on his stoop enjoying some tea, Martin and I quickly dove right in to the importance of art in life especially in New Orleans.

    March 17, 2011

    Rubenstein’s Mens Shop

    There will always and forever be a handful of timeless classic establishments in New Orleans.Restaurants like Galatoire’s, hotels like Hotel Monteleone, and shops like Rubensteins totally solidify that notion.

    February 23, 2011

    Sight for sore eyes – St. Charles Vision

    I can’t imagine ever being without glasses or even wearing contacts. I’ve been wearing glasses on and off since grade school and they have always been part of my identity. Just recently I was sifting through old family photos and came accross a stack of photos from high school, which was the only time in my life I didn’t wear glasses. I gazed at the glossies and said to myself under my own breath, “what a dork”.

    February 9, 2011

    Dirty Coast’s New Outpost

    I can honestly say, I’m not quite sure why it took us so long to feature Dirty Coast. The folks at the helm have been steadfast in raising our hopes and re-fueling all of us with pride in our city. It’s been years in the making, and now they are movin’ on up.

    January 20, 2011

    Webb’s Bywater Music

    It had been at least 12 years since I picked up a guitar when I walked into Webb’s Bywater Music a few months ago. At the time I was on sort of grail quest searching around town for the perfect axe to finally and seriously get back into playing.

    October 13, 2010

    The Martine Chaisson Gallery

    I would like to believe that I’m a fan of art. I can be honest with you all and say that my knowledge of fine art needs a bit of touch up work since I graduated from college.The world of contemporary art has amassed a huge following, and a trend in which I want to grab a firm hold.

    August 6, 2010

    Bsi Comics

    As a teenager there was not much that could tear me away from my baseball card collection. Seriously y’all, I was a dork. Each card had it’s own special binder or plastic snap case to fit into, and I even went as far as writing a database to catalog each and every last one of them. At the time, I felt like a walking talking baseball card rainman. ( begin scene : obsessive compulsive disorder enters the room ).

    February 23, 2010

    Humidity Skateboards

    As a young punk kid, there could not have been anything more exciting and rewarding as grinding away on a skateboard. I’ll admit I busted my ass more than I was able to successfully preform a proper ollie, but there was nothing else like it.

    November 10, 2009