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Al Hooks
Al Hooks arrived in Eureka Springs on Sep11, 2005
Al Hooks - Photographer - spent his childhood in the French Quarter of New Orleans where his parents lived. During those early years he was exposed to many creative and inspirational artistic forms. This was the beginning of his love of art and, in particular, photography.
Al studied photography in New Orleans and New York City. He used his talent in establishing his own successful advertising agencies and photography studios in New York and New Orleans. During this time, he developed computer skills that he used in his business and applied to his photographic art.
In Louisiana, he practiced real estate sales and, after getting his brokers license, opened his own real estate business, Northshore Brokers, in Covington, Louisiana.
Several years ago he developed a passion for the Mississippi gulf coast and its people. It was then that he decided to expand his thriving real estate business to Pass Christian, Mississippi.
Al was active in Mississippi community affairs by enthusiastically promoting such activities in “The Pass” by being a committee member for “Jazz in the Pass,” the annual Jazz Festival held in Pass Christian, Mississippi. He is also interested in the Pass Christian Historical Society and is currently compiling a photographic portfolio of gulf coast scenes. He is a popular and recognized personality on the coast who is known for his celebrations of local holiday festivities such as “Christmas in the Pass.”
Al lived in his home/studio on the beach with his four, dearly loved K-9 companions; two sophisticated Schnauzers, Sterling and Avalon, and two energetic yellow Labs, Bud and Storm. When speaking of his dogs, Al prefers to refer to them affectionately as “the boys.”
Al’s photographic art begins as superior quality digital photographs. These are beautifully composed in capturing the aesthetic essence of the subject. Many of these photos are then enhanced and manipulated using a variety of computer programs to add the mood and movement to the creations that are fast becoming his trade mark style.
MY PERSONAL STATEMENT
The objective of my photographic art is to help people see things from a different perspective. All of my photographs and art are of simple common things. Things that surround us daily. It is the grace and the beauty of these daily gifts that I make stand still in hopes of recapturing their original intent of enjoyment and creativity.
View my remembrances of Room 140
Room 140
It came totally furnished with all the necessary amenities and a 3-month pass. It was a healing and quiet place with lots of special extras. A small room that kept growing and getting bigger and bigger until it housed a wonderful array of people and cherished love. It started out quite simply with Barbara and her cart of sheets, towels, shampoos, soaps and coffee, which grew into a warm good morning how are you and it’s a beautiful day.
Room 140 was a short walk from the fantastic restaurant that served up delicious home cooked meals. It also rendered Patsy with her genuine kindness, concern and laughter. — A story bout her dogs versus a story bout my dogs. It served up a new friend. It conjured up Carol who had a joke and a lil humor for the day. All of this and yet Room 140 still seemed to have lots of space in it.
It seemed never to get crowded or cramped in 140. Room 140 had late night chats with Larry, Joe, and Mike. It had daily calls from Sheila, Dolores, and Ellen – and was forever running into Randy. Even still, it seemed that there was plenty of room left.
Room 140 wasn’t a particularly large room but seemed to expand effortlessly. It soon had a Peacock, a New Delhi, a Henri’s, and with all of this, it was still not at all a feeling of crowdedness.
Room 140 had come alive. It had developed a heart, it had developed love, it had developed into a home.
The last thing that room 140 developed was a Box – and this Box helped room 140 pack up and opened new avenues for a new place with more room. It had come time to leave room 140.
Needless to say, Room 140 will never be forgotten. Its heart will beat loudly in my ear every day that I live. It was my first home in my now beloved Eureka.
al hooks
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