My time spent living in New Orleans has been one of the most influential experiences of my life. I quickly found myself swallowed amongst the pedals of her full blossom and pollinated by the community that keeps her driving. Luna Baby and The Chariot of Love was my first attempt to be a pollinator in this city and an offering for the magic she had opened to me. Made from a 1950's Indonesian Bakak Rickshaw, a pair of silver mannequin legs, antique camera bellow, and some other found objects, I assembled a make shift photo boot. At 6AM, Mardi Gras morning, I maneuvered Luna Baby's 200 pound fixed gear attitude from Carrolton Ave to the intersection of Esplanade and Decatur. I then set up a ceremonial space with burning candles, magnolia branches, and a subtle draft of incense to help gather folks in passing for a quick photo session. This was my first attempt at performance art and quickly found my flow with charming people into spending time with me and Luna. The space felt invisible and created an interesting perspective of such a unique festival. Here are the photographs from that day.

After my experience with Luna Baby and The Chariot of Love I decided to pursue taking her out amongst different area's in the town to continue documenting. However, I was quickly shut down for being "to bohemian" and unable to obtain an art venders permit from New Orleans City Hall because photography is not considered an art . . .

Her colorful soul was donated to Krewe of Chewbacchus and Krewe De Vieux to continue shifting here love through the streets of New Orleans.