How could I go to New Orleans and not take a death photoshoot? This is the land of vampires, ghosts, corpses that won't stay buried, zombies, and a general shroud of mystery. So I traipsed into the swamp-like backyard of the AirBnB I was staying at tried to make some of that mystery palpable through imagery.
I love sky adventures— the clouds, the landscapes, the Lilliputians, the inherent sense of excitement I feel the instant I walk into an airport. And of course, every time I fly I overhear the standard airplane convo about being, “packed in like sardines.” After listening to this trip’s rendition, I felt the phrase deserved to be brought to life— or at least to be illustrated/lettered ;)