13thWitness and Jason Goldwatch spent their Thanksgiving road tripping in the dirty dirty. The result is a special down south episode of WATCHxWITNESS. Here’s Goldwatch to explain it:
“13thWitness and I were invited by the Grand Wizard Dude Bro Bun B to join him in his efforts at his church, where he partnered with Wade Smith to feed turkey dinners to 1,000 families on Thanksgiving Day. The people were varied and gratitude was in the air. We shot the good people cooking, serving and eating, and were completely enveloped in the day of being thankful for what we have, and where we were. Truly blessed and truly based.
Then the next morning, we were off. Bun’s role changed over night from Uncle Bun to the Bun B Trill O.G. He insisted on driving as we meandered through the hoods. From swap meets to record stores and parking lots to wing spots, he showed us Houston like only the people’s mayor could. We ate chicken fried lobster in sweat pants and took in Houston’s finest. We shot everywhere we wanted and the humanoids of Houston had nothing but smiles and open arms, and any time they didn’t, it took a short glance from Bun and we were all back to all good.
With long hugs and replenished supplies we left his warm cultural embrace to head East. With no particular place in mind, we road tripped with exploratory photography as our guide and a rumored, abandoned Six Flags in the still decimated Ninth Ward flood zone of New Orleans in our sights. As we always do, we found it and we threw our fears to the wind. “Explore Everything” is our mantra. We cautiously wanderlusted into what may have been one of my favorite manmade places I’ve ever explored. Climbing rotten roller coasters, avoiding crack head metal scrappers, and stopping every five minutes to pick our jaws up off the ground, 13th and I shared a moment of pure wonderment together, standing below the first drop of the swaying, rusted Batman ride.
And so we saddled the aluminum dragons we rode home. Silently, we clicked through our cameras with rust under our nails and pure astonishment in our hearts, soaring through the dark sky in reflection. Once again, the dusty dude bros were left with a general sense of American wellness. A caring open heart with a fist ready behind its back. A warm slice of humble American Pie with a ice cold scoop of brash vanilla arrogance on a beautiful porcelain plate. Delicious. UGK for life.
Explore everything. Spirit is a muscle.”