Just a quick note to let y'all know that I did indeed survive Mardi Gras.I've got pics, video, audio and many many many thoughts to share about just about everything that went on over the last few days, but right this minute I have to figure out how to make sense of it all.
In the meantime, I wanted to share a picture from the Times-Picayune of one of my favorite things from the last week. Blue Tarp Fashions! If ever there was proof of why there needed to be Mardi Gras this year (and why Mardi Gras is NOT just the Bourbon Street zoo that most folks outside New Orleans think it is), it was the abundance of tongue in cheek costumes and presentations of what Katrina did.
I missed seeing the Mardi Gras Indians this year, but that doesn't mean they weren't out. Mostly they were out in the areas that were worst hit by the storm; out in the communities, still destroyed and mostly vacant, that needed the attention and nurture that the Mardi Gras INdians can give.Grieving - and recovering from grief - takes many forms. Mardi Gras was definitely one of those necessary self-care behaviours that the sick and care worn from Katrina needed.
This Mardi Gras was definitely the party New Orleans needed to give to itself.
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