Deep South

In September 2002, I spent a day, from 7 a.m. to 4 p.m., documenting 51 inmates at the Louisiana State Penitentiary as they picked row after row of cotton in the fields surrounding the maximum-security prison known as ‘The Farm’ … Read More

Come, and take a 500-mile sonic journey with me through the Deep South in August. It’s the time of year when the humidity is so thick it smacks you right in the face morning, noon and night. That time of … Read More