
In Alexandria, I stumbled upon this article in the local newspaper and subsequently made a pit stop in the Alexandria Museum of Art, which, as it happened, was having a retrospective show of paintings by Robert Warrens.

After a very pleasant screening and discussion in Alexandria, I cruised 70 miles south to Lafayette, my hometown. There, I reunited with two old friends in a place known as the "4 Acre Wood", a hideout for raccoons in the middle of Lafayette.

Once in Mobile, I sat in a leather recliner at the Crescent Theater where I joined a few late-night moviegoers for an impromptu screening of God's Architects.

After a steady 15 hours of rain, for which Mobile lived up to its title as America's rainiest city (excepting Alaskan and Hawaiian locales), Sunday was about as perfect as it gets: blue skies, brunch with the ever-hospitable Charlie Smoke (of the Mobile Arts Council) at an Irish pub, a well-attended screening, and an aimless wander through a 19th century cemetery where lie the remains of Joe Cain...one of the legendary founders of what we now know of as Mardi Gras. After the screening, I had the chance to talk with some incredibly friendly Mobilians, as well as the Pascagoulian parents of my good friend, photographer Britney Majure. I spent the rest of the evening researching high octane fuel with Gideon (Carson) Kennedy, himself a filmmaker who made a really innovate short film called Clandestine...composed entirely of archival footage and sounds.
A picture of a picture on the exterior wall of one of the research facilities...



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