Seldom i get to be in touch with the many Indians i have photographed…A. They are hard to get in touch with, B. When you do it’s hard to stay in touch…but Juan and i keep running into each other on the streets, in feathers and not. I had the honor of walking him over to my small display of indian images in the Grandstands of this years Jazz Fest to show him a shot i had of him two years before. This was the first time he had seen it, and i him since then –