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Twenty Photographs from Two Days

"Uncle Shadow" August 4, 2017- copyright 2017 Kristin Fouquet


"Signatures" August 4, 2017- copyright 2017 Kristin Fouquet


"Old Habit" August 4, 2017


"The Masterful Mr. Brunious" August 4, 2017- copyright 2017 Kristin Fouquet


"Love Lost Lie" August 4, 2017- copyright 2017 Kristin Fouquet


"Guinni at Molly's" August 4, 2017- copyright 2017 Kristin Fouquet


"Damp Dancers" August 4, 2017- copyright 2017 Kristin Fouquet


"Traditional Jazz at Three Muses" August 5, 2017- copyright 2017 Kristin Fouquet


"Jazz Vipers at d.b.a." August 5, 2017- copyright 2017 Kristin Fouquet


"Brass Backs" August 4, 2017- copyright 2017 Kristin Fouquet


"Boudreaux?" August 4, 2017- copyright 2017 Kristin Fouquet



"Bachelorette Party at Three Muses" August 5, 2017- copyright 2017 Kristin Fouquet


"Dancing Man 504's Birthday" August 4, 2017 copyright 2017 Kristin Fouquet


"Bottles and Beauty Head" August 4, 2017- copyright 2017 Kristin Fouquet


"Doreen and Company- Royal Street" August 5, 2017- copyright 2017 Kristin Fouquet


"Hands on Heads" August 4, 2017- copyright 2017 Kristin Fouquet


"Joyous John Boutte" August 5, 2017- copyright 2017 Kristin Fouquet


"Vic and Dan at Lafitte's" August 5, 2017- copyright 2017 Kristin Fouquet


"Wet Dog Dry" August 4, 2017- copyright 2017 Kristin Fouquet


"Bicycle in a French Quarter Courtyard" August 4, 2017- copyright 2017 Kristin Fouquet

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(1943-2002)

New Orleans artist

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