. Thelesphore Thibodeaux’s house was probably built around the time of his 1st marriage, 1890, but may not have been built until after 1894. It was then that the controversial succession of his father, Onezime, a white sugarcane farmer, brought to light the deathbed marriage to his mother Isabelle, an ex-slave, that was hotly contested […]
. . Ten years ago today, my grandmother died. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . […]
January 17, 2014 – What you have to know first is that my grandfather did not approve of kissing cats. “You shouldn’t kiss cats!” This of course elicited a flurry of cat kissing. You see, my grandmother was a cat person, my mother was a cat person, I am a cat person, but […]
Bookshelf assemblage – My grandmother was a little Cajun girl fresh out of high school, studying in the big city at the New Orleans Conservatory of Music, when she met and befriended a young woman artist named Nell Pomeroy O’Brien. Nell was the artist who painted the many small portraits I have of Tisolay that […]
In 1998, I began the last drawing I would ever do for Tisolay. I knew it at the time, too. My sweet girl was finally, at the age of 93, starting to show her age. Ever since Granddaddy died 12 years before, I had made it a point to involve her in all sorts of […]
Single piece showcase/Research in progress – I have always thought of this as my great-grandfather Sitges’ pipe, Granddaddy’s father, and have pictured him smoking it on special occasions or holidays, when it was new and its creamy clay bowl not yet aged to have the patina that it now does. But in the summer […]
My dad found it in a cave when he was a kid looking for voodoo stuff in Port-au-Prince, Haiti . . . one of only two things he begged me to break into his condo and take home with me before the looters got to them; the rest he didn’t give a shit about . . .
I inherited some very special things that belonged to my great-grandmother which are gonna take some doing to go through and document. Alot of history and a few family mysteries are involved, and I think some research on Ancestry.com might be in order. But I’ll just start with photo studies and trust that the pieces themselves […]