Bourbon Street…the name is synonymous with Mardi Gras, Beads, and Boobs and not actually in that order. However, among the myriad of bars, strip clubs, karaoke bars, and just plain madness, we can find hidden beauty.
As I was walking through Bourbon on a bright and sunny afternoon, I happened to catch a glimpse of a gallery down a long, narrow hallway. The gallery itself was quite warm and inviting sorta like a museum in a home. As is often the case in the French Quarter, the structures were built long ways so a building might not look like much on the outside but once you explore, you’ll find hidden treasures.
Photos by: NOLA4ever